Are they resting in peace
Are they messing with me
I’m not sure
Are they wolves disguised
In sheep’s clothing
I know the hate’s not the cure
Damn, am I truly one of a kind
Why is that I can’t seem to find
Level-headed folks
Who vibe out the same energy
Why they want to spend much time with me
If I’m considered the enemy
God of wrath on the path
To make sure they learn
And if all is fair
Why does it seem like the haters
Get so many turns
Is justice ever gonna be served
I know I’m worth
The sacrifice on the tree
But damn
What if its just meant solely for me
Why can’t they see
The seriousness and weight of eternity

Good and evil
Worthy and worthless people
What is to make of the fact that
Heaven is earth’s sequel
But the story ends for many in Hell
I can tell
That crows don’t fly with seagulls
That B-sharp is the same as a C-note


Why are they such fucktards
I work hard, they can too
Attitude like, “Fuck you for being holy”
If I saw some of the boys back home
I wonder if I would still want to be their homie
Is it really that difficult
To not follow some gay ass tendencies
Why they want to spend so much time with me
If I’m considered the enemy
God of peace, guiding me
It seems like the same can’t be said for them
Why am I the one doing good
Why are they lazy, and evil
When it was the same message
From the same good book that we read
I would never question God
But I do question destiny
But I don’t question long
When I realize that some do rest in peace
And despite being a man of love
Some don’t mess with me