ill mind of philly? / let my people go
Lot on my mind, I got a lot on my chest
Money, women, alcohol, yeah, you know the rest
The art comes from pain, of me failing the test
God took my emotions, had a fight to the death
With the devil, and I won, but then he resurrected
Jesus not the only one, well that was unexpected
Christians aren't my family, y'all make me feel neglected
I'm sick of all this judgement, and the fucking disrespect, bitch
Battles in the bathtub, and I'm drowning myself
God, they said I'm unworthy, so I'm going to hell
When I pray, it feels like talking to a wishing well
Devil heard my last prayer, asked if I'm living well
Fighting battles in my head, then I'm on to the next
About how I could've stopped her from becoming my ex
I mean, maybe you're real, but then maybe you're fake
But I swear that I met you or maybe, I'm insane
Maybe, I'm insane
Jesus, if you hear me, please heal my pain
Lord, if you hear me, forgive my bad ways
Forgive me when I lose it, I say your name in vane
Lord, if you hear me, I'm tired of the what ifs, I'm tired of injustice
I hate the way it feels like you're the only one who love us
I read the bible, seems legit, they trying to debunk this
I hate the way you left society, Jesus, fuck this
So Moses went to Egypt land, let my people go
Now with all due respect, I'm gon get disrespectful
My spiritual life the past few years been uneventful
I'm pretty sure you stopped by once, but I'm getting forgetful
If I don't figure out your truth, I'll never be successful
There's all of these religions, calling everyone to listen
Then people dropping bombs in your name, oh and not to mention
Assholes using your name to tell people, gay's invented
Now if you're really real, come and heal the fucking tension
Come out, stop hiding
They said that you're my father, they were lying
'Cause you leave me with nothing to defend you and I'm trying
But I can't live life chasing a facade if I'm dying
I can't live life with terrorists leaving mothers crying
I can't live life wondering if you'll ever be arriving
So, I guess there's no heaven, because our father ain't providing
If it's really real, I'll pray each morning to dusk
I'll drop all of my hoes and move with a group of nuns
I'll use the world stage to tell them about your son
But, every time I try to have a word, you have to run
Now let me think logistically, was Jesus really capping?
Did Satan sink the ship, because he couldn't be the captain
Did Adam eat an apple, or did we misinterpret latin
CAN SOMEBODY JUST TELL ME WHAT THE FUCK ACTUALLY HAPPENED?