This is a song about "I m blessed"

I always tell them i am not talented, but truly blessed.

Full of paranoid drug dealers, to the end my friend

I'm a 417 with a bulletproof vest

Cos my momma told me dat i m the best!

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

Finesse, success through the life stress mics i blessed

Sticking to the streets like convertible oil leaks

I'm not crazy i 'm doing gods deeds

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

That's why i keep on going, because i know that i'm blessed

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

No bullshit, i'm mike with the mic

I appreciate with jesus' offerings so i'm blessed

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went