This is a song about "Praying for forgiveness"

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Chance said he was praying for rain

Tried to lock my fucken door n go praying

No kids, no ring herd she do your own thing

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Start praying before u ignite the plane

As i'm an assassin in this business, sickness has given my forgiveness

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Praying to gods the white men made, it's from the last invasion,

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

So let's go beyond now, it's time for forgiveness

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

You can it praying to the nerds

That try to chase these skirts

And, i'm sad and alone praying and wishing for my nigga to come home

I don't need to see their faces when i've finally blown,