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

Got the vans on, plaid shirt and some skinny jeans,

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats

It's not and you know that it's true

I ain't tryna diss you

When wearing super skinny jeans.

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets

Screwed in spanish, english, and religion and its just a coincidence

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

A religion and beliefs, a menace to defeat,

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

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

Or some treatment in religion

Girls fast how jamaicans run

Not too many is touching, double m g this summer

They feed and attach bombs to their back for religion and power