I don't really think me and Jesus are on speaking terms
I tried to politic, but he told me to speak in turn
Then, Satan showed me the gates to Hades and keys to turn
So I just laced up my sneakers to keep my feet from burns
My mama said my approach is wrong
Maybe it's cause of the different sh** I've been zoning on
Maybe it's cause all the wrong sh**'s what I focus on
Or maybe it's because I am an optimist whose hope is gone
And I just hope she's wrong
Cause I don't know how to make it right
I'm left here in my lonely calm
sh**, this is my only calm
Probably the reason I picked up the pen and wrote this song
Probably the reason that I took the time to type the tape
The lyric's sounding good, so I think I'm making the right mistakes
The same people that wouldn't give me the time of day
Are pa**ing me the torch and f**ing begging that I light the way
And I would say right away
But I'm too busy swervin' all through my city
Switchin' lanes like I've got right of way
Think I might die today
But I could die the rest of my life
Tonight ain't even the highest stakes
But I promise that if I do, it'll be a story to tell
Cause I'm bringin' glorious hell: complete with orgies and bells
Forgive me, Father, I've sinned
Forgive me, mom, for the stress
Forgive me, Doctor, I got depressed
So my lungs ain't the best
Beggin' for penance the way the Catholics did it
Same time, lookin' for bad b**hes with dad issues
sh**, ain't that a grand mixture?
And a little liquor in the mix-tad sicker
It make me crash quicker
Now that that's finished...
But when I die, I really don't want you to cry for me
I want you to ride for me, want you to riot for me
Want you to take a second and marvel at God's glory
Then turn around and go f**in' start a jihad for me
Used youth to license vices
That I should've murked
Someone told me, "go to church"
And thought that it couldn't hurt
So, I author bars at the altar
And pray to God I don't falter
Destined for heaven or hell
I hope that my message was felt