This is a song about "Saint alan"

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

I'm not no saint but still i try to do good and shit where you all can't,

Hit strip clubs find bitches with big butts

Tried to be a saint once,

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Im trying to have a good saint patricks day, im sippin 40s,

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

Looked to the heavens and asked him to make a better way

On the beach of saint-tropez, but your man don’t lay

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Im never apart, their bitches look like saint bernards

I'm a blessing but no i ain't a saint

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Pretend to the judge that you were a saint