This is a song about "Christian s curves"

She so christian, i went missin'

Nah, niggas they dont wanna let me win

I stuff you in the trunk, drunk

My g"s have been handcuffed,

I’ve got christian morals,

All we need is convienient love

Already my first step, my rhythm dramatically curves,

Multiple colors, my mind's more productive than others

Christian dior your girl is a whore

Another day as i step out the door

Electric chair i don't deserve the fun

Be praying like i'm a christian

Better yet they work my every nerve

She says the best words and shes got the perfect curves

So if it's true '12 couldn't come fast enough

The judas movement back to a christian love.