This is a song about "Rhyme lord"

Writing rhyme after rhyme every year

She shift my gears and whispered in my ear

Know there's a barbed wire that's always in your past

Lord forgive me, lord forgive me things i don't understand

So they taught me to spray

Oh lord like it's sunday

Christianity islam involve the lord

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

So i just keep my life going while praying to the lord

You faggots can buy chains but utopia can't afford

Your only lord/ lurking for more

No ho, acquainted with the floor

Of a nigga that don't give a fuck about time

Spittin rhyme after rhyme and committin hard crime

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

Peace be upon him my lord