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My youth pastor asked me what's the problem, bruh

I told him I'm obsessed with doin' lots of drugs

You look like that young homeless boy named Oliver

The way you beggin' for these bitches' problems, bruh

My Bible tucked under my wrist, though

Play with a young Jesus like this, I know you full of shit, ho

Your grandma can suck on my dick, ho

Long as I live I ain't seen a bitch that wouldn't commit, ho

I always take the long road to the backwoods

I'm with that shorty, I make her back blown out

Man I just did this shit like I done had to

All these bitches be asking me questions

I hope for their sake it's rhetorical

Fuck do I look like, an oracle

I don't fuckin' know, bruh, shut up

Seen the people I love, they be schemin

They sellin' their soul for no reason

Money

Clout

but that's what they hidin' then

I'ma refer to these bitches as demons

I seen the angels round me like it's 5 to 6

Drum stick, shoot a pussy down, now he dead as shit

My youth pastor asked me what's the problem, bruh

I told him I'm obsessed with doin' lots of drugs

You look like that young homeless boy named Oliver

The way you beggin' for these bitches' problems, bruh