This is a song about "Jesus and the beaditudes"

She got the bomb, i'm talking tick tick

Jesus christ, i'm breathin' life into the mic,

Jesus, he's the evilest elitist judas

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

So i guess i’m good naira,yoruba love give em my love

No, jesus christ and shawn carter are my only rivals

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Wearing nothing but a robe and a few jesus pieces,

The way a nigga see it you little niggas is curious

Listen to the church praise jesus saves and water bathes

Ugh, walking on water and running on waves

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

Every night i cowered, clutched my rosary and jesus piece,