This is a song about "Juan pastor"

I'm don juan in this and when i've done won and shit

So i'mma talk about a little bit of that

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

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

Somebody call the pastor, this bastard is so possessed

So the only guidance that i had is splattered on cement

War is not peace it never ever was now were are learning all the wars like the scores really matter

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

I'll keep cursing the pastor calling him worse than a cancer

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

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

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

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

Rozay told me break a leg no wonder why i care again

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

Feeling like a pastor on the road back from damascus