This is a song about "Easter sunday"

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

Oh lord like it's sunday

She can't know where my mother stay

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

If i bomb on saturday you know she flea by sunday

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

You think you're hard boiled? fucker you're an easter egg

Underrated some would say

You know he flea by sunday

The hate and the evil that you gave mei shine as a reminder of what you've done to my people

God is in my life every sunday im in the steeple, i fuck girls while theyr bent in the fetal,

Pretend it's competition while i stay shining bright like my favorite holiday's easter.

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for