PrAisE nIgHt BluES InteRLUde

Yeah, yeah, I was 14 church clothes Yo, I was 14, church clothes, Curve cologne Somebody grab the holy water, cause she hurt my soul I saw an angel in the choir with the perfect tone Thought I would end up in the fire, hell burnt to toast No offense to God, but I had to testify We were crushing to Usher's Confessions, high Ten years passed, my pockets done gentrified And the same shorty popped up on my insta-live What a reunion, both of us broke bread, communion None of us locked down Or knocked up with juniors, apart from each other Should've met much sooner, got my heart going crazy Like okay boomer Now the same high school that we dropped out from Got a new library for my charity funds Under both our names, like we're sharing our lunch Behind the bungalows when we were young