This is a song about "Thank you lord"

No thank you, just fuck you,

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Third ward general, young cash money

But i thank god that you found me

My success is going to be the thank you

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

N.w.a, cube, hey, doc, ren, yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

I threw my pair on the lightpole because of him

That's important to me, important you see to trust the lord,

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short

My faith's grown, you can check mate, i pray to the lord

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

At the tender age of 12, and you feel that no one cares

I thank you for the attention you give me and everything else

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

It always fuckin sucks i wanna thank you for the fuckin laughs