This is a song about "Saint benedict"

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

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

Enemies wanting to finish me, mind your self as a saint,

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

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

A twenty somethin cup

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

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

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

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

Im never apart, their bitches look like saint bernards

Make their feets get wet and funky up in they under arms