This is a song about "Leader in church"

I ain't married, but i'm tryna find a keeper

Got followers and i'm not even a leader!

Got me ready to release the fluid, sensationsit down and conversate like you know me, take my hand

Born a leader, avid mad-lib reader, you fill in the blank as i take what i rake in to the bank

Reading all this shit, yeah thats something i urge

Than antichrists soaked in afterbirth in a catholic church,

Oh shit reverse the hearse , the curse of eazy coming back slowly and it lurch,

This is mighty triumph you can hear the celebrations from the choirs in church

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

At first grace church in new orleans, and freedom,

I'm al capone in a fedora, execution on the church altar

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

And we go to the church

His gift is a curse, forget the earth, he's got the urge

From above is my leader

The only time i flirt with her