This is a song about "Jesus christ our lord"

Jesus christ, the king of these latter-day saints here

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

That mean im overflowin all you rappin niggas in cups

Jesus christ and shawn carter are my only idols

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Lord jesus, board pieces playin' games, we're just monopolies,

Lookin' out for money trees, jesus christ forsake my soul,

Meetin' fuckin' hoes on the road, it's takin its toll

Im sexing her bodyim gonna make her crawl

All i can do is give the great jesus christ a call

Five out of nine broads all get curious

Christ. did she go to elementary with jesus?

Besides bumpin n grindin wasn't nothin on our mind

Not doing this for the people, but for me and jesus christ

Lord i'm ready, born again, hustle, 'till i found jesus christ,

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind