That the pope, ain't gonna make anything fair, you just beter beware
And your son was born with cancer and he live in urgent care
When i'm on it, on it like my job
This is a joke. could rap bout dissin the pope/
Rap godliness the pope knows
Guess i’m different than most
A nigga just got paid and we still was broke
Imma bless this crap, all my shit pope
Trapping with the hood rats
For setting up traps
I'm chillin' in this hood
My nigga, no hook
The world should turn as soon as my records spin
Real nigga shit. hood nigga section.
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