This is a song about "Saint laurent"

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

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

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

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

Im never apart, their bitches look like saint bernards

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

Lately been writing poems

Tried to be a saint once,

And the governor couldn’t give one fuck

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

Just to try to get a piece of success, love me less

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

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Pretend to the judge that you were a saint