This is a song about "The day of judjement"

Niggas run and hidenapoleon will provide

And drew up a blue image of the day she died

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

Jesus christ, the king of these latter-day saints here

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

But at the end of the day, #i #browse on fire

But put it in slow-mo, i don't want to bust the tape yet, press play

You've been afraid of the way i pave it and save the day,

Doesn't matter the time of day, not even the weather.

And any chick you can screw i can get wetter

Im livin my life by the courses of each day

Then some lady named billie holiday

Just another day poisonin the minds of ever ready virgins

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks