This is a song about "Gospel"

Draw it up like mr.booth, pray to jesus that gospel truth/

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

Spreading that gospel sauce!

They right too cause

The gospel or scoop the message let out of the coop

Anybody riding with young’in will probably recoup

She grabs the yellow bottle

Cause his girth spreads the gospel

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel),