This is a song about "The pope"

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

I bring the heat like the

She acting all extra

High as shit, i’m in a booth

Saw the bombs on the news

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Godly flow like the nice pope/ i'm quite dope

Third letter quote hey ace i'm addicted to coke

I guess i met you for a reason only time could tell, but well

That the pope, ain't gonna make anything fair, you just beter beware

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

The water from the past is the same water in the present