This is a song about "Jesus my salvation"

I see yesterday i called you names, and played games on yo' mind

My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,

I swear that jesus is tight but you don't have to use my word for it

Pete wilson trying to see us all broke, i'm on some bullshit

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

Fuck the lord, god and jesus can suck my saggy nuts

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

Of felons, killers and monsters, so revealing and honest

My bars are magical like jesus turnin water to wine

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Under the guise of salvation i get knocked down on my face and

Gold pendant for my neck, jesus is king

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

Jesus look through my sins, press down on my cuddly throttle

Jt: i'mma be the syrup, she can be my waffle