This is a song about "Pastor"

Arguably retarded cause after sex we stop again

I go h.a.m. n' no coupon or pastor can save them

Feeling like a pastor on the road back from damascus

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

I'll keep cursing the pastor calling him worse than a cancer

After they lower your casket i'll smack the pastor that viewed ya

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

On the ceiling after a boob shoot of the milf of my pastor

When i ask him for shit, i get no answer, so god is the cancer

Knocked a blue belt pastor at mass tried to get me to sing

Told me rep the city good keep the board moving

In front of the pastor

Huh, i can't interpret her

Rather capture the actor, oops i meant the pastor, fucking bastard n' after gather this chatter.

Slit sparks with a razor, hooked up to a taser, so as im slicing her i can tase her