This is a song about "God forgives i don t"

My visions that i record, the instruments i adore

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

I’m at dulles with luggage fly straight to the money

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Anyone disagrees is gettin speared /anyone don t agree is just weird/

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Then i vomit on your t shirt like it's mom's spaghetti

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

That you are not healed until he forgives