This is a song about "Catholics"

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

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Got the priest reading sermons for the catholics,

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

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

Ben baller, six bottles, talk with such expensive slang

And these catholics think they can fix anything man,

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

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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

Your bitch fuck us up: every nigga that she meet

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

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