This is a song about "Jesus chose good and us"

Pay him some attention, he's smart and he's genius

Wearing nothing but a robe and a few jesus pieces,

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese

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

You better pray to jesus once i go and feed you bullets

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

That everythings fine, ok and good

And when the smoke clears don’t you dare ask who could

Went up and called jesus,

I think found where your mind was

Niggas awful at dressing, they just a'ight at music

And jesus never helped and the devil's a dick

But the good die young and bad slow so i hope u die fuckin slow cause uve made us feel so fuckin low

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Tryin fuckin knock us and lock us

Yeah, maybach poetic genius