Two thousand and one years after christ
Look the mastermind, took the masters mind
I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole
Lookin' out for money trees, jesus christ forsake my soul,
In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see
Of being a ballplayer superstar like stephon marbury.
For that paper, i'mma grind
What do i say next jesus christ
I feed people with my words like jesus christ with bread
Because of the feds as we pledge to let our plague spread
And screaming i guess them nightmares as a child
I try to forget about that night, christ!
Lookin' out for money trees, jesus christ forsake my soul,
I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll
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