BUT I AIN’T TRYING TO SEE IT ALL THE TIME. I ENJOY WEED RAP, I DO BUT AT THE TIME I WROTE THIS SONG IT WAS THE ONLY THING FUCKING POPULAR. GOT REDUNDANT.

Rare night I go out. I’m working usually.

I mean money by green I’m bout to split cake up with my team!!!!!!

You can’t get rid of me and complain I ONLY MAKE EMOTIONAL MUSIC. FUCK OUTTTAAA HERE

Through this new religion, I am her god. Instead of wine I ask her to drink whiskey. Instead of typical baptizing in water, I say in champagne.

The whole song is about a woman longing for me because of who I am and what I do. Therefore, becoming her New Religion because in a case like this, she’ll listen to anything I say. It’s so surprising to them we see new horizons. I’ve traveled the country. A sunset in New York is NOT the same as a sunset in Texas. All horizons, is a new day, life, oppurtunity…etc.

In the taxi cab, a certain song comes on we’re all fucked up and wilding out because it came on. No Nick Cannon doe.

Meat packing district is a neighborhood in Manhattan where usually models hang out. Meat district is short for that. High off that John Stockton, John was a skinny white guy, similar to a line of cocaine. He also played for the Utah Jazz. Jazz is also slang for cocaine as well. So in short, Girls from the meat district high off cocaine.

Hopping in the taxi cab.

I grew up in a one-level ranch house. I’m speaking about my home and the problems that would later take place (in my life)