This is a song about "Hood pope"

Motherfucker this is forever dope

Imma bless this crap, all my shit pope

A couple milli in the bag and my face good

Feeling blessed i was never in that hood

I got the hood behind me

Fuck that now trying get the money

They'd probably find me in the woods hanging from a rope

They all require more attention than a pope,

If theres a time that in the hood

We was loonie i suppose, you could

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Call the crib, same number same hood

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

That the pope, ain't gonna make anything fair, you just beter beware