This is a song about "Interfaith dialogue"

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

With an encrypted script, leave you with your blood to drip

And thats also where i'd get my pump action shotgun

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

You're uncool like my mother kin

Time to get up and take action.

Each action of havoc that happens on screen

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

And the streets is getting colder

I'm a winner, i'm a loner.

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Like a baby without a diaper

Causing a banter of chatter amongst a, congregation of has beens

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence