This is a song about "Got em coach"

I watched people i know pray and catch the holy ghost

Submission flow got em guillotined choked

As the chips fall its all you got , to make em learn

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

I got 'em cocked up in the closet like a faggot's room,

Met this man who soon became my coach

Use patience as my best approach

Bad bitches all around me dont need em got my own

Born alone, work alone, die alone

I got a lot of them, watch me back 'em up

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

Sound wise... or that style they puttin' out now

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow