This is a song about "Lord knows shit"

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

I'm the only god only lord,

You feel it from your head to your toes

I will take you somewhere nobody knows

Lord just look up lucid

When they feel safe on some bitch shit

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

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

Peace be upon him my lord

All you need is your passport

Every night i stroke hoes

In my mind throwing spears, and god knows,

No, no, we are not those

Or was it a snow cone? who knows...

Live from the lamont's rose

Man i swear she's bad and she knows