This is a song about "Preach"

To teach all the prophets to preach

First class hoes, we on south beach

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

It's weak-ful, i don't preach! i tap keys to each beat!

The look of no hope on my niggas' faces

You see, why should i preach when everyone knows this,

All the apostles that tried to preach us

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

#scribble on my page and #preach

Blowin' that long beach

Preach to the other kids who are just like me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

That's why this my mission statement, bitch get it straight

In a world that prays for peace, all we preach is hate.

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

Let em' preach me on a pulpit, 'cause compared to your horseshit,