This is a song about "My freind dorcas the christian"

The world in my wallet, the universe in my hand

Celebrate the very day that i get past

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

My hairs done right. outfits tight. a nickel plated gat with christian dior

But i just wanna make love to your mind

Cuz i think i just made a new freind

And when it's said and done

Be praying like i'm a christian

But if i did it would be bigger than earl's upper lip

I'm a christian and devoted, but i can't be homophobic,

The wrenching of my guts, the breaking of my heart and watching my

Pick my enemies out the crowd, and motherfucker's die

The sky is not my limit, the sky's my point of view.

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

No more lingering smell of christian dior,

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score