This is a song about "Juan pastor"

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

After they lower your casket i'll smack the pastor that viewed ya

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

In front of the pastor

Or the doggone casanova double teamin maria sharapova with the don juan

A known liar if u didnt notice the oxymoron then ur prolly a jolly moron

Knocked a blue belt pastor at mass tried to get me to sing

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something

I go h.a.m. n' no coupon or pastor can save them

Begin to make me feel like a little kid again

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

On the ceiling after a boob shoot of the milf of my pastor

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

Slit sparks with a razor, hooked up to a taser, so as im slicing her i can tase her

Rather capture the actor, oops i meant the pastor, fucking bastard n' after gather this chatter.