This is a song about "The new testament books"

Im the queen of new orleans

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

We always get baked, the concept isn't new

Got ma head in da books

I flash smiles at the mean looks

The game and making new sounds

Secrets r hidden within the clouds

Making g's was my missionmoving enough of this shit to get my mama out the kitchen and

Bitch i'm like a heaven sent , got the weight of a elephant , this my testament

The most of insane of the crooks, got my fame in the books,

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

Whoever's writing my books using permanent

So, i just need someone to talk to, kinda rushed

He's in the books he's in the cites

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines