This is a song about "The very unpopular theory that jesus christ was a mexican"

Go on, look for a better nigga: girl you can’t find

Lord i'm ready, born again, hustle, 'till i found jesus christ,

Shoot at the schoolbus leave it open like a mexican taco

Though i know a couple niggas tryna hem my long jeans joe

All i can do is give the great jesus christ a call

That’s the same block metta world peace learned to play ball

My neighborhood is baptist so i guess i'll pray to jesus christ,

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

I phone home to the real they wanna know just how it feel

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

Jesus christ of rappad, haters want me crucified,

White girl, you can ask her what the dick be like

I've been waiting for somebody to pick up my stroll

Lookin' out for money trees, jesus christ forsake my soul,