This is a song about "History of buddism"

Paintin perfect pictures ain't never worked, my misery

And put you back into your teacher’s room ‘cuz you’re history,

You don't know raps history,

Plottin' don’t even worry

Cannibal rest is the history

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

Biggest history to be made since the wrath of khan,

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

So look at your history

Go down in history like dracula

I try to tell them i'm one of the

You tend to repeat yourself like history

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Needles in my alley history of murders and rapes,my area is old as hell

I turtle-shell niggasin harold and bell, niggaseat you like lunch, before the bell