Coocoo

I imagine
My life with certainty, without all this second guessing
Tryna go beyond my dreams, tryna think outside this package
I could not proceed, if I left behind my baggage
Ain’t no major things, I guess my life is just average
I’m average
But my mind is making moves beyond this madness
I’ve been waving my pen, like it do magic
Tryna find the truth behind the lies, but that shit massive
I’ve had it
Had enough of all this God talk, I’m the one who’s crafting
Together with my brothers and some others, we be dancing
Through life, but it ain’t like that for all the masses
If I saw God, I would slap ‘em and then ask him
Everyone praying to you, but all you do is damage?
You keep people on their knees, while you give ‘em lashes
If a God exists, he up there fucking laughing
I won’t ask him for shit, I’ll just spit upon his ashes
While some pray for their fire to be everlasting
I get my lighter and ignite my mind and all these questions
And when I try to feel all right, I see the mic and grab it
There are some signs up in the sky, that I’m outside this bracket