This is a song about "Saint benedict"

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

To be confident in my lyrics or no one will saint

Asking her to meet me at six by the church of the saint to talk about things we had done and said

But then they'll have an accident and pick up another mani went to the bank to cash my check

Faces, sex on the white sand beaches of saint thomas, though this ain't

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint nick,

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

Pretend to the judge that you were a saint

And i feared that my fans say i failed

I'm a saint you ain't gonna step up

In that pretty red dress, let's fuck

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

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

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

I was gonna write you a poem today