Who Is God

Happiness is overrated by those who are debated, faded, and claim to be elated I know, money ain't but a earthy matter So not funny when ya got but a hurly platter ungrateful-wanna estate full With my day ones-myth, put down they guns That's why I write these sick puns Squad's tighter than the hair buns I'm a born sinner. What can I say? Water for dinner-pray night and day Where's the light and the ray? There's just no other way! Forgive me, Lord, I'm gonna sin For a trip and Ford, I'm tryna win Lord, please humble me The cord seems to jumble me Deliver me, this darkness! I'll wither from its hardness! Expression of my artness impression of those Arches feel your hand on my back! in a land that's not whack Fear I can't cause I lack God is for what you pack Is what God sees-no mod for the keys That unlock the secret to happiness See the Door, knock-has no lock-never be happy less