This is a song about "Negro spiritual"

My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless

Lyrical miracle spiritual blood bath here we go miss..

Some of the people admire your spiritual vision

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

I murder you twice, your physical and your spiritual life

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

I sit performing miracles and i ain't even spiritual

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

I ain't spiritual but i'm thankful, so for that i say amen

The holy war, the spiritual troops

And my weed man should just sell flutes

Spiritual, fool's gold

Women front, they get its cold

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

I'm hopin' that my lyrics are spiritual, you're uplifted,