Yes Sir, it's raining and I will still record this shit
I'm not even reigning here
I might get in trouble for this one
Okay, okay, okay
Okay, okay, okay
Woah, okay, okay, okay
Yeah
Your God forbid you think because your minds a lethal weapon
Then tell you any weapon formed against him, ineffective
The evil you commit because the promise of confession
Will wipe your conscious clean but do not heal the fucking victim
Might as well kill me now because I will not fear the system
They say you're damned to hell because you won't convert to Christian
Meanwhile your main investors eating fucking little children
This is the horror movie, they kill anyone who film it
Women lie, men lie more, numbers don't
So only by my time of death is when I'll know
You'll never have my soul 'cause I know where to go
They wanna lead you back to the hole and that's the goal
Woah, ideas are evil
In this plain you're food for thought they wanna eat you
The more depressed the better the meat
Ooh, they figured out how to recycle food
The universe is female
God is in detail
The species that inhabited Mars was indeed male
The 2020 vision of mass in the street be jail
The love come with conditions, you better accept the veil
Advertisements rape the mind
If they advertise the truth then trust it's been replaced with lies
You gon' have to search within, but to yourself you're fucking blind
Letting someone think for you means you don't have a fucking spine
Robbed you of your purpose now you out here wasting fucking time
Sucking the dick of the opposition, bitching while you stuck in line
Toxic masculinity go hand in hand with Christian pride
Number one book on this planet filled with human lies
See the signs
Might as well kill me now because I will not fear the system
They say you're damned to hell because you won't convert to Christian
Meanwhile your main investors eating fucking little children
This is the horror movie, they kill anyone who film it
Women lie, men lie more, numbers don't
So only by my time of death is when I'll know
You'll never have my soul 'cause I know where to go
They wanna lead you back to the hole and that's the goal
Woah, ideas are evil
In this plain you're food for thought they wanna eat you
The more depressed the better the meat
Ooh, they figured out how to recycle you