And I thought about her
And her skin in the sun rays
As I wander the earth
Ima find her there one day
Why do all my friends look the same
As the people that I despise
Did they steal their skin
Or am I just so sick of living in mine?
I bloodied my hands to move past the thorns
As I move back and forth
Through different tragic stories
I don't understand what I'm asking for
But ima ask for more
And I know that for sure
It's gonna be one
Of those African summers
A girl is a gun
And I'm all out of cover
Can you say no?
Baby, I don't pray a lot
I'm afraid that I spit in the face of God
I'm no longer afraid to die
I’ve braced for my
Inevitable end as I face the odds
And I thought about her
On the holiest of Sundays
Made her swallow my words
As she spit out my complaints
Black hole solar eclipse
I just want to let it into my eyes
I don't care for this shit
I've seen enough to make me go blind
I bloodied my hands to move past the thorns
As I move back and forth
Through different tragic stories
I don’t understand what I'm asking for
But ima ask for more
And I know that for sure
It's gonna be one
Of those African summers
A girl is a gun
And I'm all out of cover
Can you say no?
Baby, I don't pray a lot