Talking To God (feat. Nana Luna)

First and foremost I got a fucking bone to pick Like why the f*ck you making go through shit What sick ass lesson you tryna teach me Believe me, this wouldn't be a topic if shit was peachy Every passing day I feel you deceive me Just cause you above, don't mean to put this beneath me I swear I look for different methods to ease me But ain't your job as a god is to Appease me To lift the weight off my shoulders To place your hands on them and assure me that the wait is almost over That the pain will subside That never happened, all I did was gain the will to die For real I cried, something to ease my pain The shit I go through is enough to keep me insane Enough to go ballistic when the fits hit And risk it all for a cause beyond simplistic And I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah I'm talking to God I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah I'm talking to God I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah I'm talking to God I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah yeah Listen big man, I'm not a big fan Of the way you handling things of late and this can Be taken with a grain of salt Cause lately ain't nothing been sweet so you're the one I keep at blame and fault I just came to talk, to ask about my why's Answer's what I need before I cross my T's and dot my eyes Why you took my Unc and Sis away They was too young to go, they was supposed to live today Some days I just feel you neglect your power Which is why I question, what the f*ck possessed this coward To unload on his best friend whose 16 years old Cause he got check by my Unc for a coat that he done stoled Or the doc that gave my sister pills to die slowly She was by herself when she passed, man, she died lonely I hope you heard me straight My only closure is when these niggas is at the pearly gates And I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah I'm talking to God I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah I'm talking to God I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah I'm talking to God I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah yeah I'm starting to think you got it out for me I'm disappointed cause I thought you supposed to look out for me Instead I feel you caused me nothing but hardship With that bullseye you painted and made me to a target Two baby mamas that kept me from delivery rooms I'm done with one, the other deserves to be a in tomb The first one went about it inconspicuously The second is a thot and did it deliberately… Yeah All out of feeling herself like she got a point to prove Bitch be grateful you living, its easy as point and pull I could've ended you I'm not like none of these other rappers that brag about what they pretend to do So let me fucking humble myself God dealing with you is another notch under my belt Every prayer was me calling out for some help Still don't know how I sustained with all this pain that I felt but yeah And I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah I'm talking to God I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah I'm talking to God I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah I'm talking to God I don't wanna talk to Jesus, I'm talking to God I'm talking to God yeah yeah