This is a song about "Cursed"

Oh, cause when you rich you are on top of the world

I think i need a exorcist, cause i sometimes feel cursed/

I guess i'm cursed and blessed so

My ambition to blow

Ha bitch, now you're cursed, slit her throat, swallow words,

Love my women with high heels and high standards

Than diggin' in your couch, looking for your car keys

Feelin like he's hexed, cursed with these disease

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

Now my familys like a cursed bunch,

But it's my life or your life, and i'mma bomb first

I think i need a exorcist, cause i sometimes feel cursed/

You've never heard a rhyme as cursed as mines

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

I'm not saying i'm going to change the world

Don't give a fuck that i'll be cursed