Ghetto Story

He said his name was Jesus, I called him Jesus

It don't make me feel as bad when he be knocking my boots

But he f*ck me like a god, he could water my roots

If I let it grow with time, I could bare his fruits

And he a Gemini, so he speak with his mind

So the only thing I think about is making him mine

And I can feel his pain, but we laugh all the time

I'm waking up his soul, and I'm taming his pride

And he know what I'm thinking, it really be getting me

He suck me and he f*** me, he be like, what's stressing me