This is a song about "Sunday morning worship"

Portraits of self hatred painted to worship

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Unfortunate #cattles, #graze at the #flames, you'll #worship #with #candles

Rhyming in my spare time, resting on a sunday,

And guess who my nigga tell 'em is on the way

I will be by your side

2am on a sunday night

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

House gets raided at 3 in the morning

Another round what the song say

You know he flea by sunday

Know how it feels waking up every morning

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Ready to bust, in the city you don't know who to trust

I've been putting on mass like all these niggers here to worship.