This is a song about "Jesus my sevirour"

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Stop blamin me for everything, jesus

That night i took jesus in like my first breath of fresh air.

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit

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

My bars are magical like jesus turnin water to wine

And all that time with your friends put my momentum on decline

I never gave a fuck and that's what they love

Getting resurrected like jesus

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door

Jesus i love you with every fiber of my being you know it, its hard for

If you ain’t got ‘em, then bob your head

Jesus piece around my neck