This is a song about "Dear kisher"

Doctor: dear god, please tell me this is part of a skit

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through

Shock value raichu,dear pissed hater i dont got time to wright you,

Could you speak up and stop mu-mumbling, i don't think you came in clear

Because the story you're gonna hear i hold very dear

Dear god, i think it's time we had a conversation

Only concern was the home that was close to him

To clear my head i'm feelin low, losin control

Black on black murder,uh dear god, r.i.p to every soul

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

That shit's clear to me, i want anyone dear to be hidden,

Its elementary my dear watson...such treachery

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Amnesty international got bangkok to montauk on lock

Uh he said dear lord forgive me, i know i sin a lot.i sin a lot.