This is a song about "Sunday morning worship"

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

No devil worship, i aint praying to satan

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

If i bomb on saturday you know she flea by sunday

And keep a tight grip for everyone waiting on the day i slay

Pray every sunday, go to work every monday/

He's a buster anyway, i can take him any day

How do you worship god when you're just controlled by the devil

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

Oh i gotta face the day

You know he flea by sunday

I'll have your ass by sunday,

Why i can't move away

But if i die tonight

2am on a sunday night