This is a song about "Prophets"

I just light up and focus

The prophets inside us

We follow the prophets like imma line a couple ducks when i hit

I felt a tear roll down my facethat was daddy's bullet

And then i bounce like cars out in long beach

To teach all the prophets to preach

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Draw pics of him drop-kickin' islamic prophets

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

Y'all turn them #crazy #prophets, jim jones, y'all dying today

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

To blossom a promise to end the false prophets and colossus profit