This is a song about "I fancy him"

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

I swear i could kill him but i know im better than him

I laced the base with 'caine straight-faced, then i tackled him,

How you killing my highs i hope you built the coffin

She all on my skin

But i put my trust in him

I swear i could kill him but i know im better than him

Now they fallin off like nutso on above the rim

I told him different and i got punched

A straight thug motherfucker who ain't scared to bust

Oh, you look like my next victim

I met zylo, now i'm rappin wit him.

Class is in session

And i hope you told him

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

So i pulled back the curtains, merked him