This is a song about "Saints row"

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

Won 7 battles in a row and im ready for more

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

She call me all the time, i ain't no regular joe

That's why i'm in the club like fuck it, though

6'4, got these niggas sprinting towards death row

Jesus christ, the king of these latter-day saints here

While my mom is in the kitchen cookin' up a meal

Yo, once stole a row home

Be shy when we're all alone

Cause i run up in them and i make their cats meow

I gotta go, death row awaits me now,

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

But that aint me , got goons on the block death row they seek