This is a song about "Model united nations"

This that pulpit, i’m hitting niggas with the gospel

Go so postal, oh so bold and cold, i'm not your role model,

Rocking moccasins and slow dancing with a model chick

Push you into an old lady bagging plastic

That's really how we represent our country, the "united states",

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

That means i wear a suit and bend the truth and feel awful

And wallowed in sorrow, borrowed cash, i'm a role model,

And saw you lose friends, nations fall, and bridges burn,

Is try and fail, clientele the only way to earn

Did the model, took a flight to the golden state

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

The problem is, when nations unite, and stand for religions it awakens

Ya can't stand it when someone talks shit about ya marijuana hits.

Despite the title, i'm hardly a role model,

Ceremony with all my homies, i'm suicidal