This is a song about "Jesus de nazare"

Got a little too much confidence and seem shook

Still a hobbit and like sauron's eye, you'll taste de foot

Cause i got a lot of hair on my booty but that's beside the point

Motor city's gritty, clowns like you get bent and then de-stroyed

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Fakes try to put me on de-frost, they be glossed,

Getting resurrected like jesus

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Lil prps like 3 digits

Re-directed de-ci-sions

Gone with out a trace when i deliver coup de grace

If he don't show up, think i can take his place

Five out of nine broads all get curious

Time won't cover the wounds neither will jesus.