This is a song about "Moelested by popes"

Now we going hard like i ain't gonna die

Waving goodbye when the clouds roll by

Forgotten by many, cheered by some,

If you wanted a date, don't come

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

We are bred by consumerism

By night and by day, y'all motherfuckers try to be,

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

Song and lyrics by watsky. covered by me.

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Cause tears falling down make me ache

You got 3 votes by fake

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Hassled by many law enforcement inquisitors

And look at the motherfucking popes, they virulent racists,

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips