This is a song about "Life clout lord"

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

My faith's grown, you can check mate, i pray to the lord

Christianity islam involve the lord

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

All you need is your passport

You say prasie the lord

Of impactful things one can ask for

Your only lord/ lurking for more

"whose this nimble lord with a halo"

Friend or foe, niggas still can't tie the lace though

Bring the remainin' red and white pieces to the fort

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

But now it's gone, the doubt in the clout of my mouth which can spout like a twelve gauge

Two childhood friends just died, i couldn't crya damn shame, when will we ever change

We'll shoot em up with they own fuckin weapons

Lord plz forgive me for all my sins