This is a song about "My resurrection"

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

I felt my body get heavy, from my neck to my waist.

I'm popping rubber bands

Got my head in my hands.

You're my hero, my idol, my inspiration

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin

They love misleading them having there beliefs fucked

My rhymes propellers, words my instrument

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

This is just my year, just my day, and just my time

To have my name engraved is my crave till my grave x2

Probably seen meaner bars probably in the feds

My streaks my testament.

Im happier when high and drunk

See my pain through my eyes,

What we gotta do to survive