This is a song about "Jesus humvee guns hoes nazi heaven uzi"

Whole midwest, detroit, nap town, st. louis

Popping shots off from my top like an uzi

And you don’t understand my slang my colloquial’s lovely

Are crazier than a skitzo on meth driving his humvee.

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

Puffing the bomb green watch me i'm a nazi,

Without the sound of guns

3m's on my new balance

I'm a son of a gun

Sent here straight from heaven

Where's all the paparazzi? hair on my arm raisin like my pops was a nazi

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

On the right side of jesus,

Off rip that's genius

Like they're angles from heaven.

Why me, i say it cause we number one