This is a song about "Priest"

So may be i should go to a priest

No longer with us; he's deceased

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

Little kids gonna remember me, like a catholic priest.

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

But i slaughter beats like a satanic priest

Gym volleying! right there on the courts rallying! right there on the field

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

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Priest tried to fuck me in the ass, for a record deal

Bitches tend to love a nigga with the most money

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

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Got the priest reading sermons for the catholics,