This is a song about "Sterile immaculate conception"

Cry, die, tie, then sigh from relief from bottling up too much grief ever since

I'm classed as a castor of magic, a master of immaculate tactics

So bitches hate to do me like it's convict community service

Immaculate conception- go long for this text to catch this

And get a hall pass for this class-act shit

Styles immaculate, heat seaker counterfeit

In this cold world, it's all about collection

There's an immaculate conception,

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

Done with crafting my immaculate vision, fast bite when i run with dracula's minions

I'm always dressed up but i never slack shit

Immaculate is how i handle it,

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Immaculate conception of the hip hop genius

Immaculate conception- go long for this text to catch this

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches