This is a song about "The purpose of matthews gospel jesus ancestors christian answer to jamina"

You answer to the d. when asked you say please.

I'm everything that they call nice

And yo, the answer ya have to come up wit

Sit the fuck down all you old niggas stand me, faggot

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

I'm the kind of kid whose main purpose is to shake earth's surface

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

I reflect on the ocean's my ancestors crossed

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

The quiet kid who only spoke to answer a question

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Those who wish to follow me (my ghetto gospel),

Don't give a shit so my dick fuck bladders in your ear

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