[Hook: Dre Cool & Dre] I got Black cars, black broad, yeezys Blacks in a backpack, easy Black presidential rolls, black You know why, cause I'm the young Jesus Yeah young jesus You know why, cause I'm the young black Yeah the young black the young black Jesus
[Verse 1: Yes sir, the young Jesus Walking on water in young black yeezys Five albums masterpieces leave rap alone the game needs it Can't gats alone I gotta family Nigga that grams nominated for a Grammy I gotta myself, I'm Jesus Me and my apostles play the corner like Now I'm on ark floating through Saint Regis You know how do Pull up on you in that coupe, hop out, tape pursuit merci beaucoup, mwah! Couldn't do it without Got a passport fuck I with a visa? Got a black card fuck I need with a I dont with 'Bron but got on them south beaches
Dre]
[Verse 2: Pull up, holy ghost, they seizures Hop out, gun smoke, the gat see me in real life say "oh Jesus!" Might just save life and not squeeze it Heathen ain't to be breathing The hood crucify me back as black Jesus shitting on niggas, that's feces Brown Mase tangerine guts, that's on the album ain't have to pay for the feature That's the way it go down when it's shit Stunna my nigga came into the and Master P shit a red Ferrari for the young black Jesus Give me Stevie's eyes Jesus So I can see why they in the Chi black Jesus How did Chris Lighty really die black Don't answer He's probably in heaven B.I.G. is