This is a song about "Pope urban ii"

With your problems little dick i aint the pope

You pay your favorite stripper car note

I know i'm not a pope or a puritan

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

You gotta let these shits go, man

Cantaloupe buying, can the pope die an

Before you sign, you’ll be blind if you’ve been broke

Imma bless this crap, all my shit pope

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

Yo we ain't from the ghetto but we go urban at least,

To soho, baby milo so dope

This is a joke. could rap bout dissin the pope/

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Yo we ain't from the ghetto but we go urban at least,