This is a song about "Donuts and jesus"

You gotta pay homage in order to get paid

No, i ain't, glazed donuts for luncheon, on my plate.

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Fuck the lord, god and jesus can suck my saggy nuts

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Jesus chose us and discloses our moldings

You better pray to jesus once i go and feed you bullets

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Jesus christ and shawn carter are my only idols

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Matter of fact watch for the piece and repent to jesus

Got that deep love

Went up and called jesus,