This is a song about "I can rhyme about god"

Cause i can take a simple rhyme

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

They even raped her so we blazed they padautomatic shots rang out, on every block

Hoping i can succeed on rap n' not a regular job, i was begging you, god

Dont yall worry about me and i can sit and watch

Left my member's card and now this shit gon have an extra charge

Ugh what the fuck am i talking about im high righ now, and i still rhyme fly,

Dead at thirteen cause he yearned to bangsniffed a lot of flowers, but how could i cry

What can i do about your pain, i am not a doctor

So for this time being, i hope this open scribe might support her

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.

You need but now.. he ain't even takin care of you

Not sure how to rhyme but i can bar like foo

Only god can judge me in this false world to whom i serve

I'm through trial, no more smiles, for a couple years