This is a song about "Just"

Just pray to the lord, and you'll be just fine, son.

Grab a nigga and take me to heaven

You think you win but its just yatzee im just

Mc'ing ain't dead, but the scenery is different

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Its just the vicious me, just faggots to me

I be way out in cali, got hoes of all types

Y’all just skim through words and you’re just skippin’ the lines,

Spend the night with me, we'll talk and

Stick around and fight this. we might just

And strangle you with that fucking leather jacket

He just blasts out, want people to just feel his shit

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

So i just do my best to remain true and just