This is a song about "Saint valentine"

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

Wrapped in plastic the acid, erased all tracescriminal tactics the rap game

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

Ima lay it down and have myself a taste

And whack hoes hatin' on key out in public

Stalkin santa cause i could give a fuck for saint nick,

But i'm too busy trying to show the world i'm a saint

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

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

We're young and we don't give a fuck

Now you probably wishing that you would have said yes

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

You know how jay-z said he wasn't going for the charts

Im never apart, their bitches look like saint bernards

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised