This is a song about "Prophets"

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

And nearly choked when he'd tell me not to smokedaaamn, don't get me started

To teach all the prophets to preach

First class hoes, we on south beach

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

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

Draw pics of him drop-kickin' islamic prophets

Go and get it motherfucker, if you murder kids

I stay with grandma, she always bitching about her carpet

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

I'm just trying to focus

The prophets inside us