This is a song about "Lord thot"

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

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

Man fuck this shit

Lord just look up lucid

Your only lord/ lurking for more

Sure runnin' like i'm heavy hardcore

When i pull up in that candy range

Wanted the lord to rearrange

She's a thot i guessed i learned the truth the hard way

You wanna be a star, you have ya own day

Start blessing the lord for my attention,

Bitch i got my swag card, natural protection

Lord, give me strength, release the demons inside,

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

You say prasie the lord

Fresh out the airport