This is a song about "Sweet baby jesus"

Don’t you be holding back, your love

Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Tell my baby daddy that's his baby (that's his baby)

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Bitch i'm all you need

So goodnight and sweet dreams

Little more weed, first class seats

Baby your nothing but sweet,

The drug that they brain need

Life is sweet, so sweet i need a shot of insulon (insulin)

I’m popping now, every other hour, paparazzi come

Prophet from the profits, cash game jesus

Trying to get back to this thing called love

I'm chilling with jesus

Rub the wood and ima show em love