This is a song about "Christ concious"

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Yet when you listen ya concious starts becomin so fucking curious

You can search but you'll never find

Two thousand and one years after christ

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

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

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

This is why her nigga mad

Would the great christ come back

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Yo im livin for my christ (thats right)

Jesus christ of rappad, haters want me crucified,

Cause them wolf gang niggas threw them off the bandwagon like

Cause the media is full of dirty tricks

The main symbol of christ is the crucifix