This is a song about "Tales from the crypt"

Like i'm only serving 20 rocks

Runnin', runnin' from the same cops

So, i'm humming a hymn while reading fairy tales by the brothers grimm

And i be feeling like hova when y'all was sleeping on him

These lyrics come from the heart

They don't hear the bark

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Not from the north south east or west i'm the ish from

Blinded from the light emitted from serious a

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Starting from the bottom, espn ticker

A pac style taker

These are words from the creator