Stigmata

Yeah, I'm just getting blunted with my goons

Flying off that NASA got us halfway to the moon

Fuck a plan bro just get me in the room

We done set the timer now let's watch this money go Kaboom

Yeah, the time for talk is over

Nah I ain't here to talk shit over

Ugh, the skinny rapper with the broadest shoulders

I thought your broad done told you

That I snapped that bra off faster than a college toga

And if God is Jehovah

Then maybe I'm reading the book wrong and I'm the cobra

I had a crisis of conscience

When I realized white Christ is a construct

A lot of white lies to ripe minds that's full of blind trust

And I ain't saying they lying, but

If you really think about it shit don't line up

They told me place your faith in God cause he don't make mistakes

But when the stakes is world hunger, why can't God make a steak

I mean, he turned water to wine without a grape, that's great

But where was you all of this time while we're on the decline

Bro it's an honor to climb back in the booth to leak the truth of it

I speak the eucharist, if you cross me you keep the crucifix

I'm only here because the fiends could use a fix

I really don't need this music shit

Who am I kidding, I bleed this music shit

It's stigmata

Commonly I used to love her

But now I know that I can't live without her, fuck it

I'm just getting blunted with my goons

I'm just getting blunted with my goons

Flying off that NASA got us halfway to the moon

Fuck a plan bro just get me in the room

We done set the timer now let's watch this money go Kaboom

Ugh, I'm just getting blunted with my goons

Flying off that NASA got us halfway to the moon

Fuck a plan bro just get me in the room

And we gon' watch this money go Kaboom, stigmata

Yeah, we gon' watch this money go Kaboom, stigmata

Yeah, the day that I die hell gon' get hotter

Yeah, I'm just getting blunted with my goons

Flying off that NASA

I'm just getting blunted

Now let's watch this money go Kaboom