This is a song about "Chruch no profanity"

No affiliation

You're uncool like my mother kin

No hesitations no waits

Where weapons similar to dry grapes

If you ain't about money

Makin me scream profanity

You can pick the next room

No fear, no cheer, all gloom

No conscience, no need for resilience

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Makin me scream profanity

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Makin me scream profanity

She said to love a bitch is to roll the dice

No lames, no lies, no compromise