This is a song about "I m robbing masonic temple disguise as church s"

He was in danger, need to disguise as a clown

Feeling out of place as i whistle a cab down

That's the window into the sky

I´m so high, my shoes so fly

Til they're as good as d12's kon artis

He's in it for the sportrunnin circles round his

And i got a little big, keep it low key

I go to church every saturday

My mind my temple, but i dont treat it gentle

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special