This is a song about "Saint xavier"

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

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

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

Ambition is definitely on the way

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

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Im never apart, their bitches look like saint bernards

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

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

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

To be confident in my lyrics or no one will saint

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

I shall not fear no man but godthough i walk through the valley of death

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