This is a song about "Saint isaac s cathedral russia"

Im never apart, their bitches look like saint bernards

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

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

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

Look, just remember how that winning taste

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

But i'm giving it foundation when i write lyric

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

Now you scratchin' on my back, i see your pleasure in my pain

Till you scream " what s my what s my name whats name!!!!

Will i still keep the couragei refuse to be a role model

A sufficient cathedral/at least avoid that navy needle/

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

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