Nothing is what being sleazy got her

Went from learning her ABC’s to doing everything that Yeezy taught her

It was easy to get along in a Christian home

But she couldn’t get out ’til she was grown, and when she did, she’d get it on

Just the excitement of being free of that holy shit

But deep down she just wanted security on some Moly shit

Ironically, it ah be one Friday on some after the club shit

Drugs and alcohol got her turned on to the gangbang on some thug shit

More strokes than a swimmer take, niggas treating her any way

She got to live life, but what she lived like would end today

It would end in AIDS, daddy tryna figure out where he went wrong

It was every choir meeting and extra bible study when he went gone

Saved everybody else but couldn’t saved her, and he’s the man who raised her

Situation got so dirty that only the blessings of the lord could bathe her

Went from doing what the preacher taught her to doing everything that Yeezy taught her

But blessed is the child of the Lord, rest in peace to the Deacon’s daughter