This is a song about "Machines can beleive in jesus"

I can't believe i did it,can't beleive the truth

You would think that i had a match for a tooth

Masked up, this ain't trick or treat, one wrong move they finna squeeze

[j] jeez, jesus is jabbin' my junk in justice juries.

I spit verses hard and mean statistics say mine are fighting machines,

Yeah, you swear your girl is faithful; everything ain't what it seems

Jesus is the one and light and there's nothing more you can say.

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

Jesus, it's been ten month's since he died in the war

That is ran buy jesus' crusifiction, but im not in the position

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin

Something like rihanna while i’m up in that vagina

Take jesus in and then out with the devil, and then the demon with the