This is a song about "Interfaith dialogue"

They meet them rich boys

Grow up and let out your voice,

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live

My voice is bubblier than soda fizz, wish,

Prepare for contact, i bomb tracks, sign off like a contract,

But since mark put a nigga on that lily track

And i'd like to serenade you for every day you

I gotta keep on gunning rhymes, only way to bind the two

What the fuck happened to rap when

Hook:they raise the voice again

My shirt, purple label my shirt

You're voice brings me comfort,

Throw two hunid against the wall,

A real life viking, shout out to st. paul