[Intro]
When someone goes into that chapel and they fall on their knees and they pray to God that their wife doesn't miscarry or that their daughter doesn't bleed to death or that their mother doesn't suffer acute neural trauma from postoperative shock, who do you think they're praying to? Now, go ahead and read your Bible, Dennis, and you go to your church, and, with any luck, you might win the annual raffle. But if you're looking for God, he was in operating room number two on November 17, and he doesn't like to be second-guessed. You ask me if I have a God complex? Let me tell you something: I am God

[Verse 1]
Look out for these rappers and wolves (but why?)
'Cause they tend to spit you out of their mouth like some white cotton candy vigil
Turned out to be someone's advantage to choose
Their pen is simple
They tend to hit you with satanic symbols
That their fans have witnessed but they can't admit to
When their hands and fist go up and stand against you
If you care to mention it (care to mention it)
I'm just standin', my mission to turn to collisions of satanic influence (satanic influence)
They've been planting instruments
To damage little kids who blended into
Like the man who whistles or the friend who listens
Or the kid you sent to me
But the counselor don't know Jesus
He thinks he Jesus, boy I got some infants that's just disobeyin'
Tempted 'cause I plan to finish, I'm just messin' with whatever the
Industry sells
I want you to worship me secretly without you knowing
So go and repent if you fail when I speak through my mouth
And proclaim to be God
And you bite the bait like a fish in the pail
I'll get you interested with these sinister deals
Bring me some bills, we can get some women in heels (Oh baby)
In exchange for your soul I sent you women
With the many smells like the men that you sell
Envision livin' it up for a limited spell
As long as you spend infinity in the middle of hell
Isn't it swell? Gets close to the veil. A ticket to hell
So I can sit in my cell, clipping my nails
And then you can make all of my enemies fail
We're living in the Last Hour
It's a minute to twelve
[Pre-Hook]
I'm into believin' that I'm a god
I am the highest, the Eye in the Sky
I am the one that they're tryin' to find
There's something they're needin'
I know that there's more
I'm into believin' that I'm a god
I am the highest, the Eye in the Sky
I am the one that they're tryin' to find
There's nothin' I give 'em

[Hook]
I bet you think I'm wrong
But I know I'm not
That I'm sitting on my throne
But I know I'm not
I bet you really think I'm wrong
But I know what's up (what's up)
Y'all need to stop
Gotta know what's God
Gotta know what's not

[Verse 2]
Even in the mirror my error was on
Display,,l penny and my image of privilege
Penetrates a victory of didi ready to
Celebrate like hip-hip-hooray
Everything hate is the position my soul
I'm kinder in the way that I get under
Control like I signed up my conversions
Are running at the goal that's a zero
Path to the equal I like a false fine so
I show it to the people sanitized to
Every applied out the evil slowly I can
Show him on my side know what is legal
This seller one I'm students on come on
Seventeen to the channel if the signal
Separately attorney comes if anybody
Sitting in the original divinity but
Suddenly I'm thinking that I'm greater
Than I am
I've been sitting like a clown when I
Hit in the approach and I've given to
His logo v-neck or polo who we really
Didn't sue that you really try to plan
From below low dig our regrets from God
Like he request a furlough did he got us
I didn't give up any profit that he has
Easy sell already taken assumption of
Our suppose that I'm God like I don't
Even know where I'm not like prize so
High get the compliment when you trying
To show me where I'm not right if
Anybody picking at the higher than they
Ought to be you find out the products
Not all what you thought to be the title
A claim at the man but I wanna be