This is a song about "Evan sinclair"

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

Tie titanium around their neck and watch em panic

Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint nick,

I breed 'em like i'm going to war

// [you (don't hurt me no more)]

Pretend to the judge that you were a saint

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Becoming a good rapper ain't that easy of a process

Im trying to have a good saint patricks day, im sippin 40s,

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Thou art more lovely and more temperate:

That's just the beginning of war

Aint no room for one more