This is a song about "Saint benedict"

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

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

Im never apart, their bitches look like saint bernards

T.i. literally wanted to shoot up the charts

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

But i'm too busy trying to show the world i'm a saint

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

Tried to be a saint once,

Or closed casket for our troubles

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

I plan on getting back *censored* the worst way

I'm your favorite rapper, fan, it's an honor to shake my hand

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

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

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