Yo, I swear all motherf*ckers do is fuss
Constantly, back and forth, ad infinitum
Who among you is the most righteous
Am I doing this shit all wrong
You burnt up in the afterlife if you make a certain kind of song
Lord have mercy, you telling me it's only one way to praise the lord
Save it
You sound worse than the Crusaders, swinging a sword
Against any who don't believe, blood on the floor
Against the money and power, you swore
But got money and power, started acting funny, give us more
Let's see what I can redeem for these tickets
A guaranteed scratch-off winner, a lifetime of TV dinners
Hypertension to the highest bidder, deen in the shitter
The lining ain't always silver
We all got our eyes on something
But the prizes different
Willing to pay but the price is different
Fell in love with the shiny showroom vehicle but coming in just shy of the sticker
Gritty tent cities under the belly, unwilling nomads
Possessions condensed to shopping cart wheelin, and four bags
Stop and smell the good riddance or is that your ass
It hurts to see folks in that position
For good luck flipping a quarter from out the stash
Waiting on reparative bailouts
Even though we don't trust these corrupt politicians lying asses
In the court of public opinion
Minions make decisions and announce political accounts on microphones
Monthly shouting matches to see who has the loudest mouth at a deafening tone
If we were indeed all blind, it wouldn't matter if you were black or white
Says the brown guy who turned white, leave me alone
Bullets don't have a name, but there's a place you can lay the blame for the drones
Strikes on the black skin tone, it's conflated
We keep bringing race in, however it all boils down to one net truth
You ain't super special, at least not more than the next group
Nevertheless, bless, all respect due to you
Nevertheless, bless all respect due
To you and you and you too
Nevertheless, bless all respect due
To you and you and you too