This is a song about "My hubby"

I opened my bible in search to be a better christian

My words are my ignition for my ammunition,

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

What the fuck? gee willikers and no, i'm not drunk

My streaks my testament.

I’m coming back like light-skin and

I don't want plastic nation, dread that like a haitian

This is my original, my validation

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

These my rhymes and my story

See my pain through my eyes,

Sit back and watch your sunrise

Ya can see my, my, my, my kick-off so shout

They tryna get it in, we gotta point 'em out