This is a song about "Fuck churches"

Fuck your apologies and fuck what you say,

But more importantly taught me to pray

And i'm blowing up like bitches we went to school with

He thought his problem would be solved by visiting churches,

Talking of the gods you serve

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters

Fuck being counterfeit

You should be cautious, kid

Your mind can say no but she can't control the urges

Blasphemy becomes me while priests are preying in churches

And when you know you a catch it’s hard to pass up these bitches

Picture a hundred atheists holdin bibles at churches

And i'm a just take another guess

Fuck, fuck-fuck, can't take the stress

Upstate he take showers

Fuck the haterz, fuck the doubters