This is a song about "Sunday morning worship"

You know he flea by sunday

We've gon so far astray

No devil worship, i aint praying to satan

She got cold feet, my love will be the sun, get it done

Rhyming in my spare time, resting on a sunday,

Nevermind i'm lyin she bumpin me all day

When we fuck she say

I'll have your ass by sunday,

And i believe in them, a couple lames out there had beef with them

Humans worship me, caressin my body til their fingers numb

And sure enough my dad came one morning

Thank kenny burns, though we not talking

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

Tissues and moans even in the morning