This is a song about "Catholics"

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Go to war with the mormons, take a bath with the catholics

All this garbage and it's nonsense, divided by the catholics,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

I guess that it's supposed to be, while catholics got rosaries,

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

So catholics hold your rosaries, baptists pray and roll the weed,

She on media take out, but don't take out her kids

Got the priest reading sermons for the catholics,

And these catholics think they can fix anything man,

Niggas ruin your plans, it’s best to do what you can

Droppin' classics, sinnin' like catholics, burn ya ashes,

My hat is always the color of cactus