[Verse One: Emilio Rojas]
I was gonna write a letter to God but I had to dead it
‘Cause I don’t believe in Heaven so I don’t know where to send it
If you offended, forget it ‘cause my intention is to reconcile with God
I give a fuck about your friendship, we need Jesus, he need you
This is funny, ain’t it? That to realize your potential, you need a fucking trader
We hustle weight and we run away from the son and savior
Even if it’s reading, in God we trust in a fucking paper, Amen
Somebody preach to ‘em, preach to ‘em, Amen
The Devil reach to ‘em, reach to ‘em, Amen
They bring the beast to ‘em, beast to ‘em, Amen, we don’t see through ‘em
Nah, it’s more than Satan and worshipping false prophets
It’s corporations reporting the false profits of product, of product placement
Of course we gon’ all cop it, I swear to God it’s so toxic

[Hook]
But where’s God?
Yeah, all I need is a miracle and I promise I’mma change my ways
Where’s God?
Yeah, I got a lot on my mind; just give me some of that Amazing Grace
Where’s God?
Yeah, all I need is a miracle and I promise I’mma change my ways
Where’s God?
Yeah, I wanna open they eyes, just let me open they eyes

[Verse Two: Emilio Rojas]
Now I grew up in a church school with a curfew and if I got home late
My mama work through her anger till I was purple
I spent Sunday, sitting in church pews and listening to the Reverend
Condemning the worst news, he got arrested, putting hands on a child
And left ‘em questioning every one of our standards and why
If we made in God’s image and that man is a friar
Then maybe we should think about our understanding of God, Amen
Somebody preach to ‘em, preach to ‘em, Amen
The Devil reach to ‘em, reach to ‘em, Amen
They bring the beast to ‘em, beast to ‘em, Amen but we don’t see through ‘em
Nah, the ending is near, I swear it’s endemic, time is money
And we don’t know how to spend it ‘cause we waste it
Instead of appreciating the present, just look around, it’s getting hectic