lemme ask you something

An hour if you could?

I got questions made of wood

Covered all in soot

And a bit of dust

But I guess that happens when you let us rust

I don't got a bit of trust

Never let the faith speech get to my head

I need proof or its deadass lead

I wake up and my heart pounds in bed

Open my phone and see 30k dead

Shit crushes my soul

How am I supposed to work?

Spark another bowl

Just to find the damn worth

I don't even know if the signal's clear

If the clouds are clouding my fears and tears

But would you even listen?

Would you even hear it?

Father, son or the holy spirit?

If they take a message make sure it's written

I'll be right here spinnin and spinnin and

Just give an answer

No more deflection

I'm tired of hearing bout the resurrection

I need to know how we bout to phoenix

Is it killing all of our leaders?

Is it better teachers?

Is it just a breather?

Is it just a calm the fuck down bro?

Or are we so deep that we can't see where to start?

Now the art's the only way my heart starts

There's a light at the end

But I can't seem to stretch

I don't wanna reach the end

But I ain't bout to spend my seconds on this bullshit

Who the culprit?

See the pulpit

See the stains of the blood on this wool knit

Who got the damn trigger?

I'll pull it

But I'll throw it at the last

Cause I ain't about to miss this

Seeing lights on Christmas

I really really missed us