Diamond Style - Gates lyrics

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