This is a song about "Your body is the temple of the lord"

He appreciates your support

You say prasie the lord

Nigga cue me in i'm a peruvian drug lord

The house of the lord, for not a spouse but a sword

Praise to the heavenly lord.

Manahattan and 40/40, no 40’s but rose poured

As i'm dumping your body over the back of my yacht.

I skip to places, smiling faces, while you fucking walk

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

You can't get at me, i'm like helm's deep in lord of the rings.

Inspired by that ganja most 9-to-5ers just can't afford

Of course the lord is ignorin' your rhymes, i'll bet he got bored

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Hand full of all the drugs your body can handle

Competition on the court

I'm the only god only lord,