This is a song about "Spiritual"

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

I sit performing miracles and i ain't even spiritual

Stereotypical spiritual, pinnacle of burning material.

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

My mind is fucking caniving, call this shit a spiritual binding,

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

Lyrical miracle spiritual blood bath here we go miss..

I just ride for my niggas and give the bitches the business

Whatever you like, it's whatever tonight

Grab the bong and hit it like a spiritual guide

Spiritual, fool's gold

I say that the pool is closed

Smoking sherm, drinking malt liquor, father forgive 'emme and my girlfriend, hustling, fell in love with the struggle

We go to our spiritual rituals thinking its gonna cause some kind of miracle,

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

My lyrics are a spiritual gift, it's twisted, a head spinner,