This is a song about "Saint thomas becket"

Pretend to the judge that you were a saint

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

While you fucking with mei'm a self-made millionaire!thug livin', out of prison

If you're messin' with miss emma you're gonna get deader than thomas edison

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

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

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

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

Tried to be a saint once,

Good kids make bad grown ups

I love you though i'll still fuck

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

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