This is a song about "Pray with me"

I’m on this one way headed where the slums play

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

Got problems, what? i can't say

Instead of pledge we pray

To toss this away. and pray away this flame that is me.

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

Never fuck with crazy, nobody fucking with me

They waiting on me to give an a-okay, then the k gon' spray

In my bed with visions of you in my head, still i pray

Hip hop needs a transformation, pray for me,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Tryin to get a motherfucker to telland couldn't nobody diss my nigga

So i pray to those pastors who crackers, but all the think of me is i'm a

Okay im testin the pray

Real shottas, fuck ya foreigners stay