This is a song about "Josh the baptist"

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Hit yo ho with a muthafuckin baseball bat

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

No man alive has ever witnessed struggles i survived

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

In a few places, the rest of the south they're all baptist,

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

I give up my light like an interracial couple wit a child

Sinnin' like a catholic, prayin' like a baptist,

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

Told josh and vlad boy they were glad

When love comes callin', don’t look back