This is a song about "Young lord"

Lord just look up lucid

Get it back and shit

Lord plz forgive me for all my sins

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

She need now, she ain't never needed love

Begged and pleaded with the lord above, jesus/

Oh lord like it's sunday

But i - somehow, some way

Mommy got me thinking i should be a lord

I can change the whole game if a nigga bored

Rap lord i play god big hood maestro

My liver's cold, i got the frigid flow

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

No dirt weed, give me purp with no seeds, please aboard

You say prasie the lord

Fresh out the airport