This is a song about "Pope and bitches"

They all require more attention than a pope,

London, tokyo, we gon' take you all around the globe

Impeccable give it my note

Imma bless this crap, all my shit pope

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

Degrade our women calling them hoes and bitches

Uppity bitches, handling business

And i'll show you all type of bitches

Look around, fool, got a wall full of plaques

Well bitches stop flurring, eat chips and relax

Fuck nazis ' hoes and fuck illuminati's bitches

I'm ballin you niggas is arliss so watch this

Rap godliness the pope knows

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

I'm high as fuck and i didn't call for all this

I'll take there homies,family and bitches