She could say in her voice, in her way that she love me With her eyes, with her smile, with her belt, with her hands, with her money I am the thesis of her prayers Her nieces and her nephews are just pieces of the layers Only ones she love as much as me is Jesus Christ and Taylor I got a future so I'm singing for my grandma You singing too, but your grandma ain't my grandma Mine's hand made, pan fried, sun dried Southside, and beat the devil by a landslide Praying with her hands tied, president of my fan club, Santa Something told me I should bring my butt to church You gotta move it slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday Candy You gotta move it slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday Candy Come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain You better come on in this house, 'cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain I come to church for the candy, your peppermints is the truth I'm pessimistic on Monday if I had tweaked and missed you You look so good with that hat on, had to match with the shoes Came and dressed in the satin, I came and sat in your pew I come to Christmas for dinner, fifty rolls on my plate Hella holes in my stocking holding your pockets in place I like my love with a budget, I like my hugs with a scent You smell like light, gas, water, electricity, rent You sound like why the gospel got so tired Singin' his praises daily basis so I gotta try it You're my dreamcatcher, dream team, team captain Matter fact, I ain't seen you in a minute let me take my butt to church You better come on in this house 'Cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, 'cause it's gonna rain You better come on in this house 'Cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain You gotta move it slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday Candy Slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday Candy Slowly Take and eat my body like it's holy I've been waiting for you for the whole week I've been praying for you you're my Sunday Candy You better come on in this house 'Cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain You better come on in this house 'Cause it's gonna rain Rain down Zion, it's gonna rain

Heyyo Mr. Chance The Rapper, I greatly appreciate the way you roll out the red carpet, allowing me to articulate myself, and now I stand on my own two below me. Yeah! I don't wanna slip, slip, slip, slide! I'mma stand up on my own two Stand up on my own two I don't wanna slip, slip, slip, slide! I'mma stand up on my own two Stand up on my own two I'm a man understanding the plan and I'm on To be greater than anything make you a fan in this song How I stand out and wonderin' what planet I'm gone The one and only God of kings come from A hundred grand on, a child I always ran from the wrong Standing on his own two but wanna stand with the strong Please get to turning on the fan cause it's warm While I build just a little 'bout the man I was born to be This whole planet belongs to me We all feel the same so it belongs to we We talkin' all night but this is my birth right Please can you get to bringin' the crown to me? Yea I know you all for it You'll only be deemed worthy if you stand tall for it When you and your men were sitting, yeah, I know you all saw it! This great ship we got goin' on Don't slip X2 I was born on my own two feet watching Bruce Lee 'Fore I grew teeth I had a pen and some loose leaf Pots and pans when the roof leak 'Fore I ever smoked mids 'fore I ever blew trees Used to drive a hoopdie that broke down on me usually Nas was lookin' at me, pockets was lookin' through me Never planned on college I dropped out as a student My GPA started with a decimal like Dewy That's lower than low, that's lower than most But if you thought I wouldn't make it, you slower than slow I make the type of music that stoners should know If I plant one of my thoughts marijuana would grow And I be high enough to go where I wanted to go (Reefer) Might be covered in glitter but all of it's gold A nigga got that loud and it's all for the low And everybody sayin' "aww, let's go" It ain't so easy It's not too hard It ain't so easy But it's not so hard To stand up Stand up But it's just too easy To sit back down

I've been out walking I don't do too much talking these days These days These days I seem to think a lot About the things that I forgot to do And all the times I had the chance to I've stopped my rambling I don't do too much gambling these days These days These days I seem to think about How all the changes came about my ways And I wonder if I'd see another highway I had a lover I don't think I'll risk another these days These days And if I seem to be afraid To live the life that I have made in song It's just that I've been losing so long I've stopped my dreaming I won't do too much scheming these days These days These days I sit on corner stones And count the time in quarter tones to ten Please, don't confront me with my failures I had not forgotten them