[Verse 1]

I'm tight roping the Grand Canyon I'm high as fuck
My pipes holding a gram damn it I'm tryna puff
A psycho I'm the Van Damme of this rhyming stuff
It's my flow that advanced planets are tryna clutch
So throw your diamonds up, but where is your pride?
Know how many tribes and innocent lives in Africa died so you can be shining up?
But still you at jeweler buying stuff cuz when you shining hoes is lining up
See I don't bother with designers much, I can't afford to pay the price for lust
Light the Dutch, I'll be smoking til i bite the dust
High as heaven telling Christ what up
I be blessing every mic I touch, tiger punch!
Ken and Ryu, Guile Bison punk, genocide in every rhyme I bust
The state of Florida got my license fucked I rather stay at home then ride the bus
The greatest hustler ever I'm a mighty con
You my gayest customer ever, you a maricon
I write a song and ignite a bomb I’m a silent fire arm
Inside the palm of a child soldier reciting psalms
Amen

Lawdamercy
When I die just bury me In a Jordan jersey

[Verse 2]
I’m prepared like invetro twins
For Jesus to come down and release my sins, right
But as soon as he leaves I’m resuming my deeds
I'm cracking this blunt and consuming this weed, lord a mercy
Shorty thirsty she sweating like Jackie Joyner kersey
I'll build a school in Iraq the day I afford marci’
My foresight bright but my eyesight is forty-thirty
I’m more than worthy, you’re not. Your morals are poor and dirty
I'm a god in my spirit, man in my flesh and the life the I live on this planet’s a test
So never will I take for granted I'm blessed I’m swearing on oath with a hand my chest
I'm shalalalala speaking in tongues, a preacher to some. I'm teaching the young
The weed that I done is so deep in my lungs that I get them high when I'm speaking to them
I'm broke at the moment but hopefully flowing
Can get me fly enough to float with the Boeings
I'm jet setting, the next Jetson, I’m trendsetting Like Led Zepplin
On the stairway heaven the fivers say I'm a seven
Gawd

Lawdamercy
When I die just bury me in a Jordan jersey

[Verse 3]
Father who art in heaven I'm questioning you
You gave me a brain what you expect me to do?
I know that all this sinning must be stressful to you
But if you made me in your image then I get it from you
Lord, Hallelujah
Summon the thunder from under the blood of the mothers above us who love us
God if you got us then get us up out of this problem we living in Gotham
Waiting for that hero, everybody watching
Lawdamercy
Now stop asking what God would do
When the only God you need is the God in you
Church