This is a song about "God bless"

Yet god #bless them, if #he'll 'front his bled bones

With my hand under oath, i recite these quotes

Yet god bless them, if he'll 'front his bled bones

Right next to the fat lady hitting high notes

Imma bless this crap, all my shit pope

I'm killing 'em slow like cigarette smoke

Better use protection, bless me please father, i'll be toast

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

The sun gives light cause it is the window

Who has the right to bless me though?

You're fucking with me, nigga

God bless america

I make thriller when i bless the mike

Now move back over here to the right

Its either a bless or a curse, i cleanse the weak with a breath of my verbs

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts