This is a song about "Jesus healed the sick waked the dead"

Begged and pleaded with the lord above, jesus/

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

Beat of the drum soon the rhythm of the dead.

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

Is not far from white girls with big bread

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Ambition is still very big

Spitting out the shit that makes me sick

Oh hail might jesus crucifix the addicts,

And in akron, my niggas they would throw things

Matter of fact watch for the piece and repent to jesus

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

Spine into the digit.. six, he's gone sick,