This is a song about "The pope on lsd"

And i ain't talkin clumsy, lsd on that shit

Like a monica skinded with a madonna spirit

Imma bless this crap, all my shit pope

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

She's green with jealousy, dreaming in lsd

Im pope john chewin on the quran during ramadan

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

U got fire? nope, ur skills about as alive as the pope/

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

From osama, obama and the vatican pope

Now i’m killing these shows, i just deliver the hope

Shifting on and on through the grey.

She say she fucking with me the long way

So pun... it's no new shit and it ain't no fun

I know i'm not a pope or a puritan