i hope the world will remember me
its kinda foolish but thats always something men can be
i mean theres something bout a legacy
life after death is something many people beg to see
see im just thinking bout this fate of mine
will i live or will i die its just a state of mind
will i vanish or remain behind
i've no idea and so instead i choose to play with rhymes
i’ve been writing for a year or two
i’d say its lyrical i really never tried to be the type of dude thats spiritual
if god exists the day i die i’ll pay him my respects
but until that morning cometh i’m concerned with what is next
heard both night and day are coming from isaiah 21
thought you'd probably have that covered by the age of 21
it seems a little crazy how you pray but don't read
give your money to the preachers thats some change we don't need
tried in vain to show me when you sang of glory
say the writings on the wall, but its plain to go see
your just hiding from your future if you play but don't seek
find your answers on your own thats the way to grow free

if you think you see the truth someones messing with your eyes
how can you follow blindly after guesses mixed with lies
i’m not trynna shake your faith my only lesson is to rise
to question every guise every message from the skies
not knowing every answer is a blessing in disguise
uncertainty is always in confessions of the wise
every question is an open door that leads to somewhere new
so if you simply quote the lord and deeds aren't what you do
you're forgetting bout the broke and poor, the things that they are hoping for
i'll spit this till my throat is sore but they aren't who i wrote this for
what about the holy men of god who profit when we vote for war
and tell me what the pope is for, who all the common folk adore
he sanctions pedophilia and tries not to reveal to ya
when dirty priests get transferred from deutchland to sicilia
thats only one example but i promise there is more
if you look through all our history theres a long list of the horror