text: God
  Who the fuck is
  Who the fuck is
  Ayy
  Cocaine
  Ayy
  Two shots for me and fucking Jesus himself
  Who the fuck signed the petition giving Jesus the belt?
  Tie it around his neck and get to fucking buckling up
  For every moment I counted on him, Im fucking him up
  Torture victims are due to scriptures, its written as such
  So every moment my uncle suffered was planned in the cut
  Cut his tongue out and hammered fucking nails in his skull
  Couldnt see what Jesus planned, my vision is dull, and so
  If theres a fucking God, I wanna slit his fucking throat
  And feed his organs to the children
  And, showеr solutions to the black and the white
  And, еndless indulgence to the youth in the night
  Cold scripture all use to be causing a rut
  Drowning women and many children and pillaging trust
  Just the minimum, murdered many in sake of themself
  He just replaced you, you are just a book on his shelf, and so
  Who the fuck is God?
  Who the fuck is God?
  I said, who the fuck is God?
  Is he a trap star or rockstar
  Or the president
  Doesnt leave many men, innocent 
  Yeah, see, living for a reason I dont know
  Fuck Jehova
  Its Sully the Chief God
  Hold up, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
  Society is a parasite that darkens the soul
  Keeping us ignorant and under control
  Our hearts growing colder as our ego takes over
  Drugs numb the pain that I carry on my shoulder
  Smoking all this weed hoping that God forgives me
  While I stand and refuse to bow down on my knees
  Bow down on my knees
  Fuck that, smoke that DMT
  You never seen the shit I seen
  Pullin up in beams smoke by the steam
  Once had hood dreams all about the cream
  Then you with the team, servin up the fiends
  Poppy and a spleen, dont fuck with it
  Now let me take you back to the story, that I once told
  Ayy, ayy, that I once told