This is a song about "Praise god"

They ask me why i praise like that

Sold sega games, his cousin sold crack

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

Listen to the church praise jesus saves and water bathes

Praise me like a nimrod

I love the way you walk

Praise to the heavenly lord.

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Who praise me like allah

My all gold rolly or the

So if you done with these beijing games

I praise madlib for the beats he makes,

Before you become so well-done, his praise is seldom

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Praise god, you feel the shots, no one wants you just like a virus,

Swag-er. this is a mixtape about... nothing. not on drugs