This is a song about "My testimony"

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

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

But in reality your just being used.

My nitty bag, my kitty boost

My shirt, purple label my shirt

I ain't trynna be forward

That is my wish, my fantasy.

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Bt i ll bring em back...i swear on the testimony

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

My god is my saviour he is my protector,

And any chick you can screw i can get wetter

These my rhymes and my story

Hopin' that my niggas see

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

My leisure, my pleasure, my light, my love, my measure