This is a song about "True religion jeans and some jordans"

Nothing good comes out of religion, and yes im gonna hate

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

They think i'm just some cracker who can't even get an a in religion.

Like oh, when i see himi live a landslide occur when deers run

Wait now that is some true summer madness

Together all the timethought it was true love

And all this shit had me questioning my religion/

Lord i'm so focused more focused than i ever been

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

But still i'll probably be judged for not ownin' some jordans,

But i dont have that answer and you know that is true,

Feeling like a dream and nobody pinch you

Cant you see the true religion jeans

Can barely walk the city streets

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Don't try and separate race from religion