[Verse 1] Ive been fighting sleep saying prayers for the lost I care for the law but I aint careful at all I wanna confess to every sin I committed But Im tryna be a rebel so give me a minute Really I get it. Your fear for the misunderstood Gives you the right to attack. Its understood But to get that, get this. Decisions to make Picture your fate and dont give it away Im sitting in place and standing my ground Which is a disgrace to the planet I found Can I be down? I want nothing more than to fit in Forced into living but my course wasnt written Im growing past holding cash, knowing when to clash Glowing from the past. Show me where its at Somethings coming but my vision is cloudy Here I am fixing to doubt me [Hook] Every time I think I got it figured out I run and yell So you know I hate it when Im wrong So if ever Im Correct I really hope you wish me well Maybe this is more than just a song [Verse 2] I know why cops are shooting black men We were raised to be threats, but Im asking Where does the change begin, at home or the precinct? I stay alone being decent I punched a cop, knowing I would lose my freedom I let journalists choose a reason But since then, the cops blacking out has been senseless Unless you wanna have a talk about its senses The strongest race is defenseless Hanging onto Azealia Banks sentences Forget it, weve been in the wrong for a minute If Jesus was black that would explain the limit I find freedom and they tell me im a gimmick I blind treason and they tell me I dont get it Im sleeping with demons despite satan Quite blatant, can I make it? [Hook] [Verse 3] Isis might attack America next Youre welcome, since I decided to share what is next Rappers got guns thatll tear up your vest Flare up your flesh, Rats just want to stare when its wet Im ashamed to go to God but the devils dumb I got answers but yo, Im forever numb Better than some, but my head is a gun Put a gun to my head and let the lead run All I think about is white wine and redrum Because when I smile the feds come I sin too often to ever grin and walk So God, please make an exception I pray for St. Louis and the poverty blocks of the world I pray for women with their honesty locked in their curls If my prayers count then I dare doubt A good nights sleep is all I care about [Hook]
cop, gun, prayer, azealia, freedom