This is a song about "Priest"

Yellin at my father in front of the church sayin fuck you and the kindergarten priest fucker,

If ya do upset metell the cops to come and get merip the crowd like a phone number

Just like a priest whose preaching on high

You know i want a piece of that pie

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

I spray blood on the walls of the vatican and curse a priest

A brown zombie appeared in front of me hoping it could have a feast

Can't you see these verses flying out my mouth like a hyperactive priest

Highest form of respect, if you say you're not ready

This i think as the priest says "and god let it be"

To be a priest and speak aloud

Shake your hair like them track ain't coming out

But i slaughter beats like a satanic priest

Did you fix me up, i'm your number 1 fiend

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast