This is a song about "Saint paul"

Pretend to the judge that you were a saint

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call

While i'm chunking up the duece like that nigga paul wall

She said hey paul im ready, when will you come get me, i said im on my way be there in a few,

Get out the waykeisha now coming throughaye shawty what it dolet’s talk about me and you

While i fill you up with semen from the wolf gang team and

I'm not no saint but still i try to do good and shit where you all can't,

Paul mason is faster than you

When i get to warwick avenue

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

Look, just remember how that winning taste

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