Let me change the temperature
Jesus is our mother
Last of a dying breed
Sweet jesus, where's the weed
Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus
I'm in new york now, like akeem and semmi was
All the lies hurt her and this makes me crucified inside.
Love to keep bakin new pies, strapin the scrapes off the side
And panned out, i'm all in love
I'm chilling with jesus
I mean seriously, jesus
And i need you to show me love
My nomo could be found in stores but the jersey only nomo got
Lucifer's shooting ya, crucified on crucifixes and the awful lot,
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