[Verse 1]
And I suggest that you stay the fuck away from me
Suicidal thoughts, my nigga pray for me
Thought I couldn’t take it any lower but the devil made a way for me
Tried to make it right, my son’s mother couldn’t wait for me
I was makin’ money, hand over fist faithfully
Name buzzing off the dudes that my brother paid for me
Work up in the streets, guns up in the trunk
Beef up on the menu, circumcise the pump, jerk then let it dump
For a half a rack I’ll leave a nigga slumped if we in the drought
Plottin’ robberies up at the In-N-Out
Like son I promise, two minutes, in and out
Death carry the shots after I send them out
Destiny, niggas know what I been about
Now I gotta kill a bitch, she decided to run her mouth
Y’all remember Keisha? I tried to save her even when she would threaten to tell the cops later
But threatenin’ to copy from the opps made ya
That’s when I got the call to turn into a thot slayer
Professional precision, every shot laser
Twist the plot major though, no guns
Knife work to send a message
The fish type that drag your insides opposite and then slide
My skillset is twisted (ugh), sharpen up the blade, get ready for the visit
My alibi: I was in the city with the mistress (heh), a Puerto Rican chick with a mean set of titties
Even trained the babies to say I was playing with the kiddies (whew!)
I’m on the way to do the job, I’m at the building
Nobody [?] on the streets, no niggas, women or children
The cops breaking up the corners, hustlers ain’t doing no biz
Fiends hurt for the taste, welcome to COVID
[Bridge]
“As the coronavirus crisis changes daily life as we know it—”
“Here in New York City, a state of emergency declared as well—”
“So if you wonder why your motherfucking weave or your fashion[?] motherfuckin’ packages haven’t arrived, guess what, bitch?”
[Verse 2]
Six feet apart baby, don’t forget your mask
Six feet apart baby, don’t forget your mask
Six feet apart baby, don’t forget your mask
Six feet apart baby, don’t forget your mask
I swear to God, this shit is perfect
The gloves with the mask on, nobody gave a second look
The stragglers, they pass on
She had to buzz me in, I pulled the hoodie up over the facial
My pocket full of dope, the bitch was overly grateful
I had to take the stairs, fuck the elevator
Feeling claustrophobic, the knife was heavy as fuck
My sweats could barely hold it, six cents of excitement could barely hold it
I pray you stay walking a better path and never know it
As far as my soul, I been sold at cheaper than a market price
Triple six to post it [?] their market, Cyce
Where was I? Oh yeah, the fifth floor knocking on this bitch’s door
Heard her ask if God sent me, answered back, “Say no more”
Keisha opened up, I’m walking in, roaches everywhere
“I’m sending you to heaven, baby, love I heard it’s better there”
She laughin’, she thinking that I’m talking quality of dope
All the common sense going up in smoke, literal
Lost a baby like a week ago, that shit was pitiful
Now every other sentence I done mouthed is sounding biblical
Speakin’ scripture, I saw the moment when the contents of the package hit her
Relief and pain, what a strange mixture
That’s when her eyes fell upon the Jesus picture
And looking back at me she started screaming at the spirits with her
She stripped naked screaming, “God, take me as I am
I’ll give my body and my soul to you, no other man”
I told her “Hush child, let me come inside,” whispering that pain is love as I let the knife slide
God is with you, forever
And always, forever
And always, forever
And always, forever
And always, fore—
[Outro]
This is a story about God
Not the story that you’ve heard, not the story about a being who sacrificed his only son to save a world full of ungrateful humans
This is a story about a being who would sacrifice an entire world full of ungrateful humans to save his only son
One human at a time
