This is a song about "Clergy"

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

After they lower your casket i'll smack the pastor that viewed ya

Causing a banter of chatter amongst a, congregation of has beens

Talking ridiculous have mommas getting floral opinions

Speeches teaches to these rap preachers/

So you finally got the nerve

In front of the pastor

The only time i flirt with her

When they try to teach us, we be in the bleachers

Yall worse than contridicting leaders and preachers

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

Preachers and teachers, who you think they speakin' to?

Fuck scholar ships. give me a holar heres some ballar tips.

My entendres be tumblin’ while you niggas lack balance

That's not what the preachers, disciples, and nuns say,

And i can't even look the other way