This is a song about "Evian christ"

Got tired of running from the police

Playing christ to these enemies

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

The mighty god, lord, christ, allah, or just yourself.

It's nothing to deny for having such a mind, i'll be having y'all in mind

Im troublesome juggle and rumble some rappers who cross me like christ

Now we was once two niggas of the same kind

I try to forget about that night, christ!

Not doing this for the people, but for me and jesus christ

Insightfully write that right so keep your parasites paralyzed

Y’all talk about christ like you’re his divine disciples,

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

I could just twerk about, could play some pool, might move in the direction of christ

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

The reason why they had to give me a deal

Jesus christ, the king of these latter-day saints here