This is a song about "He came he died he arose he ascended he will return"

He disses microphone cause when he grabs one, he chokes

In my room, redefinin' the meanin' of black holes

When he thought he could do this was he on coke

Any chick come around me, is never gon' leave me broke

Will he handle the trip, or will he slip so sadly

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

De la soul is from the soul

He thinks that he can control

He could've died of a cardiac arrest. i only dream about it.

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Thinking he wont goddamnit he will

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill

He came home so pissed and he doesn't know why

K o d, m i a, twenty racks, let it fly

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

Thinking he wont goddamn it he will