This is a song about "Heathen"

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

When i was reading a heathen his rites

Washing these holy lands in their heathen blood,

It's not making sense to you right now but

They crowning me a heathen

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

And i know you lookin at me like you don't speak english

I really shouldn't be here now- i don't fuck the heathen bitches

Be stronger than life and don't get beaten, and cause u ain't a heathen life will never treason

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

Never heathen, always one for religious beacons/

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

You aint know yo girl was eaten, you didn't know yo girl beaten by this heathen?

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

And cause u ain't a heathen life will never treason

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them