This is a song about "Resurrection of jesus chrisy"

You're rap needs a resurrection and next election

Apprehend a couple men, triple six is fuckin' sin

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

Stop blamin me for everything, jesus

Of which jesus christ was killed by lunatics

So i guess that's where i hide my things

I'm a verbal resurrection, the source of apprehension

But little to no interest after election

I'm tired of people saying jesus will guide us,

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

The 2.0 feelin like when jesus came back, the hulio of rap

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

On the right side of jesus,

Let me teach you all the sounds of love

Jesus i love you with every fiber of my being you know it, its hard for

But fuck that, cindi was my dope fiend motherwelfare checks never stepped through the front door