This is a song about "Saints sucks dick"

They say nothings ever free

Your bitch sucks dick like kobayashi

My rhymes so hot they make the saints sizzle

Your two lips they smell like tulips so official

Gold saints i despise so that don't even matter

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

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

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

For all you that say my grammar sucks

As she goes through the levels

I treat bitches straight up, like simon says

With my lost saints. i love thee with the breath,

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Who got three dick sucks straight from your mommy

When the relay starts i’m a runaway slave

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