This is a song about "Saint lucia"

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

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

To be confident in my lyrics or no one will saint

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

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

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

But i'm a dreamerhave you ever seen a nigga who was strong in the game

Paint a faint picture of a saint and repaint with a richer mixture of framed fame

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

How me holiday? i love it when mommy say

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

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