This is a song about "Pray for pussy"

As: my dad can’t satisfy her in the bedroom ever since he passed away

No need to pray, god dont forive for self murder thats what the bible say

All that's left for me to do is pray,

But i ain't get to see you today

Fuck her so hard and make her pray for more

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Let's pretend he was never forced to pray for the grace,

You better pray for your wallet, i'm coming for your cash

With the dickerson mask would be getting in the ass

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

Eatin pussy up for dinner man that shit smell like salmon

U just better be glad that i pray for you ass, it's sad,

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

I pray to pave the way and for y'all to save the day,

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way