This is a song about "Just god"

Life is like a phone booth, these pigeons is the fuckin' toll

Just put a shawl and pray asking god to change your goal

But in the midst of all this anger and this angstnever once did you heard me say

You'll find the words to say, just give it to god just believe and he'll show you the way

I've got a paper plane, it's propelling my buzz

Praise god, you feel the shots, no one wants you just like a virus,

God, i'm just doing my best

Never ever pay rent

The mighty god, lord, christ, allah, or just yourself.

So i just pray and hope god, take a light to myself

It all belongs to god

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

But if i could just hear from god and be touched

She can only live for the moment

Serving gumbo with a shovel, dog i'm on another level

How do you worship god when you're just controlled by the devil