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R.I.P. to Evers/ R.I.P. to Dr. King
I ain't tryna on my own kind/ But Al and Jesse don't speak for me
I'm probably gon catch some flack But I'ma swallow this pill like Pacman
Some of these folks won't tell the Too busy tryna get them racks mayne
Church tryna rob my Choir members probably havin gay sex
Pastor manipulatin hurtin women/ I wonder which he's gon next
Bookstore pimpin them hope Like God don't know how broke looks
And tellin me that I'm gon a mill/ If I sow into these low crooks
Plus I know ol' girl a freak/ Now how she singin a
I walked in the church wit a snapback/ And tellin me that that's a "nono"?
That's backwords, and I lack words/ For actors called pastors
All these folks is hypocrites/ And that's why I at church
Truthfully I'm just me/ And I don't wanna face no scrutiny
As long as the church keep wildin' I can justify all my foolish deeds
Smokin weed, pourin up/ that 'lade up in my cup
Maybe I could change the world/ But porn on my laptop got me stuck
Yeah I know whats right from wrong/ But that ain't gon sell a song
I rather sell my soul than save it/ If that's what make my long
It better not be no real God/ With real hope, that heals That shows me that I ain't livin up/ To all the things that He put me here for
It not be no real church/ Real saints, who pray hard/ And let me rock my snapback/ With the 501s and the J's on/
It better not be no real folk/ Who don't think that they better than you/ Straight or gay, or high/ They walk through the cold weather wit chu
Nah we don't wanna see that/ Cause might mean "life change"/ That might mean I'm worth more/ Than money, cars, sex, and pipe dreams
Better not be no real Jesus/ Real forgiveness, for hurt folks/ If God gon me as I am/ I guesss I already got on my Church Clothes