Released on May 3, 2024

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[Verse 1]

Was never no charity case, no, didn’t I dare to be great

Even when I was starring in the face of adversity

Hurting and barely awake, as I work 'til I’m very up late

I feel the world on my shoulders, but I hold up the boulders

And carry unbearable weight 'til my knees that are tearing

Get weary and shake like you're hearing a snare and a bass

I am the heir to the King, y’all finna cherish my arrogant reign

'til the day that I’m sharing, my burial place with a pyramid

Here come the chariots, veering through varying flames

I am like Hercules, tearing up Ares, then bury him there in a grave

Yelling death to the American, Aryan Race, it’s apparent

Your parents are scared and afraid, the world is insane

Covid and variants came, Harriers off of the carrier

Bangn there’s a grenade, I don’t think nothing is ever gon’ change

The intent of a terrorist when letting the derringer spray

You get smoked like I’m marrying Jane, Mother Mary, I marry a dame

With a purity ring, as a moment of clarity came


[Chorus]

Who’s gonna pray for me now? (Now, now, now, now)

We all got our Angels and our Demons

So, I pray to my Father, got nowhere to run

As the fire gets hotter, like a lamb to the slaughter

Smell the blood in the water, I know


[Verse 2]

I ain’t never gonna be outgunned, no, how come though?

I’ll be better 'til I’m motherfuckin' dead

And lie rotting as the cows come home

Seventh level of the Devil, Book of Revelation

Been a rebel, as I transcend all of mankind, I defy women and men

Will you follow me to the farthest reaches of our universe?

Where the lands end, and all times stops

Life was past tense, you won’t find clocks

When you’re crammed in an empty pine box, oh, my God

I could give a fuck if you ain’t got mine, in your top-five

But do not lie, I’m so hot with the rhymes

That the opps wanna stop, cry and call the 1-800 “Suicide” Hotline


[Chorus]

Who’s gonna pray for me now? (Now, now, now, now)

We all got our Angels and our Demons

So, I pray to my Father, got nowhere to run

As the fire gets hotter, like a lamb to the slaughter

Smell the blood in the water, I know


[Verse 3]

No saving the kid from the crusade, wanna pray for the kid? You too late

Down on my luck, living bootleg, Ramen and Koolaid, never had brûlée

Pockets filling up with loose change and I don’t got a bill with a blue-face

But I got them skills like Wu Tang, put that dub on my name, no goose egg

Yeah, so fuck what you say, they gon' gimme my flowers, bouquet

So, word to Bobby Boucher, I put that on mama, hooray

Revenge is sweet, so today, I’ma get a toothache

I’ma dig two graves, and I’m going out like Hussein

'Cause I just let these nuts hang

No, no, no, I ain’t bluffing, and I give a fuck about dying, cousin

Cause my life is nothing like a dime a dozen

Now the time has come, I see those flying buzzards

Ain’t no silver lining when the line has ruptured

In my final hours, when the end is near

I rather die a sinner than to die a coward

As I spiral downwards into hell devoured as they

Drink my blood, Eucharist, vampires are numerous

I am not a human, I’m luminous, so, they gon' nail me up to the crucifix

Man it’s ludicrous that Judas snitched

I really fucking hate the fact that you exist

I gotta make a time machine to ruin this

Go back in the uterus for two minutes

And, pew, undo my sins