{Verse 1:} Dead god I wanna come back This rivalries growing old faster than Robin Williams in Jack Why is it that I drop the ball you scoop the victims up like Jacks All caps God chess records trade your saints for a Cadillac I stopped trying he won't give into that In fact this flaming cul-de-sac is torture God it made me realize that {Verse 2:} I mean literally were like Batman & Joker playing Stratosphere poker Hold up two ginormous scrotums in Texas holdem you know it Without me there's no you & without you there's no me Im the reason why people cross over to Jehovah Your live will be boredom if beheading soldiers Ebola Abortion legal torture never existed up in this culture god said {Verse 3:} God agrees cause he's sinner trained me to be bread winner Son k**ed hands on the trigger no sanctuary for this k**er It was accidental, he found my gun in the drawer One shot from that prop labeled me Carrot top up top In a demon way if my vaginal region was a yacht And your penis was sinking your titanic would've kept the kids semen You get a mules foot out of being the favorite while I chase pavements Live basic referring to you as God while I fry with a side order of Bacon And those kids that your raising are my babies they're Bebe But I don't care damnit, I want them back