Holy Paragraphs, What kind of shit is that,
I'm jesus in the flesh so this is muthafuckin christian rap,
Ya'll just christmas rap, must be the secret santa,
my reindeer aim near, pierce you with the antlers.
If I had 24 hours to live,
Fuck, 24 hours, gimme 24 seconds,
Vin I'm drivin off a bridge,
Broken rib, no windshield, covered in carosine,
gasoline, tank filled to the top,
magazines of these phony rappers ripped in pieces
I understand the math of death and it's complexity,
I understand how you was violently murked,
I understand how you was raised under the lies of the church, ha-ha-ha-ha
But I understand I recognize that I'm cursed, With the ability to end your fucking lives with a verse.