This is a song about "Gospel"

Cause it doesn't seem really as simple

Cause his girth spreads the gospel

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

The gospel or scoop the message let out of the coop

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

Fuckin' up my prestige, till i live with the blues

Alcohol and booty calls

Spreading that gospel sauce!

Don’t wanna have me then somebody will

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