This is a song about "Dead priest"

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

Dreamin on a lullaby

Wasnt worth always feeling dead.

I respect that you don't know yet

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

This i think as the priest says "and god let it be"

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

You all should be fukn dead

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Ain't finna peak yet

Boom! now that she is dead

Now you wish i was dead,

My voice make her wet

There lived a lil' boy who was misled

Like night of the living dead