This is a song about "Saint valentine"

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

Pretend to the judge that you were a saint

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

To be confident in my lyrics or no one will saint

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

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

Body holy water blessed, i'm feeling the stress

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

Young nigga from the bottom and i never had a way

Some niggas ain't got no luck

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

Why we call them hoes bitchesand maybe this might help you understand

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

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

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