This is a song about "Immaculate"

There's an immaculate conception,

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Y'all riddles don't tickle a bit

My voice is so immaculate

I'm classed as a castor of magic, a master of immaculate tactics

Man this is so bullshit, i'm so mad i ma knock you in two hits

Immaculate conception- go long for this text to catch this

With hugs and kisses, valentine cards and birthday wishes

I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was

Immaculate conception of the hip hop genius

Ghetto whip you lisa like your margerie and homer's kid

The slacker in the class, but his tracks are immaculate

62 dreams, roll a date with some lean

Immaculate keep this verse nice and clean

I'm back on my sixty six six shit

Immaculate is how i handle it,