This is a song about "Priests"

To liberate yourselves, africa

Y’all baptist cheats and catholic priests had to be raw,

See, baby, i'm a leader day away from a libra

Y’all baptist cheats and catholic priests had to be raw,

Priests might even glance for the sake of the church.

But you gotta understand i been broken and this my purge,

Blasphemy becomes me while priests are preying in churches

Of hearin screams at my concerts, me all my childhood peers

Bloody hair tangles as i hang out with these priests

Pack it up thirty minutes to the jet leaves

Like what priests speak under steeples preaching to the people

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will