This is a song about "Saint ignatius of loyola"

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

I got class and can't take this bitch to math, what

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

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

And i feared that my fans say i failed

Pretend to the judge that you were a saint

Ma want me to go find a wife

Of the book of your life

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

These hoes ain't acting right

Out of mind out of sight

Tried to be a saint once,

I call it speaking tongues