This is a song about "I am jesus"

Then bring your big bad ass to california, cause we ain't hard to find

My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,

And of course, my car's off course

I remember bumping jesus walks

Every night i cowered, clutched my rosary and jesus piece,

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

Fine young man with an old man mind

What do i say next jesus christ

They was on that mase shit

I am narcissistic

My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,

I'm abusing the sunshine so i'm technically blind

Lord i'm ready, born again, hustle, 'till i found jesus christ,

In the gutter, you learn to have a criminal mind

I am supernatural

She grabs the yellow bottle