This is a song about "Saint thomas becket"

He should of never fucked around with a sick ass nigga like methey call my name out and niggas run

No stress battling cos you copy shit, but i'm original, invent it like thomas jefferson/

Didn't make it through college, still debating my progress

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

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

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

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

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

Look, just remember how that winning taste

Like #thomas #the #engine, 'n' if you play back, you'll get run over

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

If i can leave this place, and just get away

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

Im never apart, their bitches look like saint bernards

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms