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

These chalance give me balance

We bustin' like shot guns

Tell me who's as rad as us and the answer was

Stop blamin me for everything, jesus

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

I be staying at the roosevelt more than marilyn goes

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

On the right side of jesus,

Ima leave them praying for jesus

Here i go again, falling in love

But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast

Influenced by how you holding the uzi, someone life in ya hand

3m's on my new balance

But i dont carry guns

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Getting resurrected like jesus