This is a song about "Saints row 4"

High outer space no atlas got a lot of bait

We take our seats, in the first row out of eight

Is it a corn row or a fro

My niggas is winning though

...not wanted 4 murder...

That's what rains for

And any connotation is viewed many ways

Y’all ain’t the praising saints with the perfect angel’s face,

And name another new nigga wit a sicker twitter follow

But they’re pulled in ‘till they’re dead or sitting at death row,

And i did the video for really though

I don't want no shawties lined up in a row.

If you ain't about money

4 79, boy better pay me

My rhymes so hot they make the saints sizzle

And my songs when they reach they official