This is a song about "Traded for him"

I press him for decimals out the register tellin' him that

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Meeting jesus asking him to make me kean for successes,

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Hell was hot, but for the ice man it thawed him out

In her defense she a part of the crowd

Don't mistake him for satan

Flyer than the rest of them

Suspended for a month, i still got him in the features

Penalty your leadership critiquing me some from the bleachers

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

This kid fought for his country and his actions have him grieving,

Or should i call him donald glover for his childish flow

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show

For him relationship is a social experiment

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust