This is a song about "Worshing the lord"

You say prasie the lord

Competition on the court

Don't worry for in the lord you have a friend

Thought we’d be together ’till the end

The lord from heaven is carrying me right now.

Used to nun-chuck em, now i got to donatello bow

Closer to the lord regent

Fill up the plug, lemme light my blunt

Shit, if i was old enough to speak

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Look, just remember how that winning taste

On the lord to visit the city of the saint

I'ma send him on a fully paid visit to the lord

Oh, not again! another critic writing report

Singing praises to the lord unto the lord with his soul ready to sell

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel