This is a song about "Hindu religion"

Livin like a thief, runnin through the streets

Cant you see the true religion jeans

To race or religion not even women

I beach chair, with my malibu vision

And ya’ll better relax, talking bout that he wack

It's against my principles, like religion dont pray that

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Racism, sexuality, religion and murder

No religion, putting 10 bullets in your chest

Though my credits are slept, my ambition the best

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Thinking about your belief in the term religion

I pop one, you pop one

While i'm wearing true religion

Bringing in religion you're no prophet

New soul verses the o.g. it seemed as a hit