This is a song about "Spiritual awakening"

I sit performing miracles and i ain't even spiritual

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

This spiritual frustration self-medicated through inhalation

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

Plus how he gon’ tell me, he don't make the rules

The holy war, the spiritual troops

Chorus: repeat 3xgotta be carefull, can't let tha evil of tha money trap meso when ya see me nigga

When i’m audible the accented audio from my airwaves agitates air awakening and arousing the

I mean of course just the same old

Spiritual, fool's gold

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Lyrical daggers come in spiritual matter, sharp clatter on the biblical chapters