This is a song about "Pastor rayy"

I'm gettin discouraged with her

In front of the pastor

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

Now she attentive, i bet she listen to everything

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school 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've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

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

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