Catch you up on places i've been
To be throwing the hand’s son”
The son of the holy father who died up on the cross
My desire to never fall leads me to hitting walls
I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team
I'm so fuckin' southern i could be the son of paula dean,
About god the father, jesus the son and the holy spirit.
I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid
She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock
I tell you your a slob, you get the scorn of god,
And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree
The god of sunny, i'm the 2nd messiah, the rediscovery
The right hand of god, the left of the devil,
See, there's a war going on and i'm the general
My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental
The right hand of god, the left of the devil,
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