This is a song about "Heroin drugs weed six burning church snake bible pages"

Once it's ink gets on its pages

And panned out, i'm all in love

Even if you not a stripper

Trails snake round the river,

All the way up to church

Who get dragged by the masses cuz they can't search,

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

The white boy dissing you till the peel breaks of the snake

More morally correct than a heroin injector

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

Asking her to meet me at six by the church of the saint to talk about things we had done and said

A book full of blank pages

We don't ever make love

Pens dance across pages,

Always knew where the pot was