This is a song about "I pray to god not the anti christ fuc ur mom and fuck ur wife"

Unlike them other niggas, i got itt la-di-da-di, welcome to my house party

Never aimin for ur heads always for the chest i dont need rappers to help me

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,

As i switch ur faith!,im holy like gate,n ur mother was just easy to mate,

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

I'm so into you, witness a nigga make the bed bang

You're shaking and its not funny, ur silly man

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Pray to god i don't do some stupid shit and end up in a hearse

So i severed your head and ur throat

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Temperatures risesniggas blinded by my lyrical disguise

I pray to god and stay in squad, playing hard, blazing skies,

To yelp coz ur a little bit and ur a dick and ur goin to get kick in the face so u

But in real life they eyes is on your moneysee the enemies will say they true