This is a song about "Prophet pdo"

To be honest u kinda promised to be my prophet, but now im level 90 bitch,

Well give me grab iti was born inside a love zonewith a glock-nine young marriage

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

See i live up in a shotgun home, niggas think they're prophet jones,

This is known as a classic, yeah that chapped lips crack shit

Maybe i can predict the future like a prophet

They pull you in and destroy you like manson or prophet jones,

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

If you a freak, i can take you to your peak

A time for a prophet to rise and speak

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

Vomit, spew droplets, poppet on the prophet who claims a honest promise.

You not shit, come off it, i'm the prophet

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

I ain't got no muthafuckin' daddy, he ain't teach me shit

A prophet of catastrophic, balance between nonsense and logic