This is a song about "Church booty"

Please, stay strapped, pack a gat every day

Phone in her back pocket made her booty call to say

A church hymnal planning a pandemonium

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

Yes sir, shoulda stayed your ass in church,

Reading all this shit, yeah thats something i urge

She gon get the mils for this

Just wondering where church is

The day my mix tape drops will be the day i emerge,

Im at your funeral getting slurped in the church

One verse is all it takes

As this booty quakes lakes,

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

Once as a slave who imagined being free

I'm unfuckwithable, like a church nun

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun