This is a song about "Lord helpme"

Right past the poor in clothes they can't afford

Mommy got me thinking i should be a lord

But i dont never play

Oh lord like it's sunday

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

Lord forgive me, lord forgive me things i don't understand

Popping champagne bottles, lord he is

And you niggas will acknowledge this

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

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

My position improving, not to mention

Start blessing the lord for my attention,

That's important to me, important you see to trust the lord,

Straight to my partner room and let him beat it like a keyboard

The road to hell is paved with good intentions

Lord plz forgive me for all my sins