Happy holidays, as I landed in the show me state
It's a holy day, I'll play Holy Grail feat. Timberlake
I roll up the haze, I blaze it to put me on a daze
As I start the day, blast the track and started the par-tay
This is a charade, what's holy? As I listen closely
On a morning day, I asked when I'm in my room lonely
I put on my shades, starin at the mirror slowly
I began to fade, as jay delivered his whole speech
Then I felt amazed listening I began to feel holy
But nothing holy pertains to the topic it's phony
My auntie yells "Hey! Please turn down that devil music
It's Jesus birthday" He can have his cake n consume it
In the end I'll pay? Besides sundays, churches are useless
And u must donate, goers are stupid cuz the holy guy loots it
Who am I to say.."But I LOVE devil music auntie"
Might call it child's play like Chucky, the devil's in me
Diablo it's great, diabolical since adolescence
But nobody prays, not even god's people in my presence
Could hold me and bathe me in holy water, they're persistent
Then I get afraid, they want to dismiss his existence
Though he never strays, as an adult still question religions
And at night I play, the weegie board giving depictions
Every which way..they say god judge us to get sent down
There's real pearly gates, prisons, and real judges wear black gowns
TO BE CONTINUED...
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