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

But you gotta understand i been broken and this my purge,

Westboro baptist- nah i cant even call yall a church

But use tomorrow as a mull again, church

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

This flow so slow, i`m so slick,

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

And i've been uplifting the people i'm with

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

I wear a disguise every time i come out to the light

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

Like chameleon, i adapt by wearing a disguise