This is a song about "Saint xavier"

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

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

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

She swallowing killa cause she love the taste

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

I'm tall, dark, skinny, my ears are big as fuck

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

Notice everything it wasn't. realizing why it shouldn't ever be again

Either that or they 4:4, some call them fantastic

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

I'm in the middle of a bad bitch sandwich, yea

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

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

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

To be confident in my lyrics or no one will saint