This is a song about "Christian goods on"

Waging war for yearsthe crack game wasn't big enough

The judas movement back to a christian love.

Just to match the grind with precision

I'll piss off any christian

Quick masterly thieves purloining precious goods

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Feel your chest on top on

Full of shit, like i ate that john

And that i should probably just drink more goods,

Signing off brother ali, sincerely yours

No more lingering smell of christian dior,

Just me and my boss no worries at all

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Sulking crying cuz i will kill even you bill even if you got a top block that can chill

Tell the homies i'm in heaven and they ain't got hoods

The goods assures to fill neighborhoods with smoke from the backwoods