This is a song about "Christ concious"

What do i say next jesus christ

Flower bomb, can i blow up on your mind

I try to forget about that night, christ!

You can search but you'll never find

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Lord i'm ready, born again, hustle, 'till i found jesus christ,

Then push the milk on a slow bend

Put your faith in christ my friend

Since my last rhyme - the crime rate ain't declineniggas bustin shots like they lost they mind

I could just twerk about, could play some pool, might just move in the direction of christ

No, jesus christ and shawn carter are my only rivals

See, all my life i was raised by a lot of criminals

Y’all talk about christ like you’re his divine disciples,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

Words corrupted him and made him self concious again,

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them