So who can I be when we all know who I am don't matter?
So what should I do when we all know only fun can make it better?
The game's only for the game
It only wants the dozens
And here we are, 10 thousand years later, tryna make it make sense
When we should just admit that we all know it doesn't
(Okay let's get it)
I don't see Him in clouds
So should I look higher?
Oh, I see your fans all day all night sing up for you in choirs
It's a joke
It's a joke
Yeah I know it is, ain't liars, just a fraction of their brains pinned down to prevent spirit riots
They are high! (Like the birds)
But held back by a threshold
Discover every depth of mind but all while being trash told
"The afterlife is infinite, and life is only fast born"
People wanted answers, you're like "Lemme ask my dad y'all"?
F*ck Jesus Christ, he's not more than what we is
We're all having our neck tied, shit, mistakes aren't sins
You are goin' through the motion, being lost, but just a bit
Holy water, holy potion cannot purify your shit
(Don't get me twisted!)
I don't hate up on your faith
I encourage you to do that, I encourage your belief
But belief, it is yours, your own human experience
And when goin' to find your way you yield to other confused sentients?
(Priest brotha preach!)
I'm feeling a bit sorry
You're chained down by the words
And the words say "God is watchin"
The words say "Be not worried"
The words say "Trust your destiny"
The words say "You have fate, and there's no way to slow or fasten it"
The words written by people, exploring the same trees, the same clouds, same old routes, exploring the same seas
The same seas man (F*ck)
The same bees, the same feels, the same keys for the chains, by the freeze, you gon' freeze, woo!
I'm an outcast, amongst them, I'm the old past, will force them
I'll let them, I'll hold them, I'm the future I will open
I'll deliver your message to yourself, I'm just the postman!
A ghost, man!
I don't matter, I could poof, BAMM
However
Just changing the perspective, while forgetting the rules based on just theses, restrictive
It's fictive, I comprehend, perceive, I strictly, don't trick me, I let it flow, like rain, like my fate, I'm a
Human...
A human
Sticks and stones
It will break both of our bones
Nah nah nah
Stop preaching
Shut the f*ck up
You're giving 'em faith
You're giving 'em strength
You makin' them brave, they're lovin' the brand
Yeah, promises sweet in their souls
They don't know they're born to be strong on their own, woo
I do not know better, nah, nah
So I am not preaching forever, whoo, hey
So I do not massacre Protestant kids in that matter, hmh
Why would this Jesus guy know what your life is like bruv?
Why would this guy in a dimension know why you havin' it tough
You claim you be hearin' his voice in your head, it's a thought, but just listen
Mmm really?
Sounds like he's owning your life, it's a pity
Maybe there's someone controlling shit, but more probably you are your own person, silly, ha
So why not explore, and find the right answer?
You've found one
Now look for the variants
Focus on life, not before, not after (Woo)
'Cause trust me, Jesus was havin' not more than a human experience
Yah
Jesus was havin' not more than a human experience