Churches searching for the pockets of the poor
Odd future here to steer you to what the fuck's cool
We crack jokes about life, our moms, and brother's chicken,
Cause when i'm broke i got no time for the fellas. listen
But i don't trust anybody, yeah no one
Whatever man, as long as tyson isn't chicken
Shhh they will never surface worthless churches fed fiction for another purpose
Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts
Hate me if you want to but always remember this
Picture a hundred atheists holdin bibles at churches
Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate
Say i’m destined for fame, well i am very afraid
Never miss these things, see my game precise
Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice
Closest you'll get is being chicken
Electric chair i don't deserve the fun
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