This is a song about "Muslims christians crusade"

My story tragicomic, never believed the christians or islamic,

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

I'm on a relentless crusade like alexander the great//

Of a convertible elopin' to get married

Though we were some muslims, had to have our bread and meat

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

So many options to be weighed as i continue on with this crusade.

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

This is my sixth crusade, handing out hand grenades on every single slave trade,

I give a girl what she want - but no dollars

Muslims bombed their own people, y’all just made it worse,

If i see it how he seen it, that would make my parents happy

While i'm waving the pistol at sixty christians against me

Calling muslims terrorist for something that you begun

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun