Church Clothes

R.I.P. to Medgar Evers, R.I.P. to Dr. King

I ain't tryna hate on my own kind

But Al and Jesse don't speak for me

I'm probably gon catch some flack mayne

But I'ma swallow this pill like Pacman

Some of these folks won't tell the truth

Too busy tryna get them racks mayne

Church tryna rob my paychecks

Choir members probably havin gay sex

Pastor manipulatin hurtin women

I wonder which he's gon slay next

Bookstore pimpin them hope books Like God don't know how broke looks

And tellin me that I'm gon reap a mill

If I sow into these low crooks

Plus I know ol', girl a freak

Now how she singin a solo

I walked in the church wit a snapback

And they tellin me that that's a "nono"?

That's backwords, and I lack words

For these actors called pastors

All these folks is hypocrites

And that's why I ain't at church

Truthfully, I'm just doin me

And I don't wanna face no scrutiny

As long as the church keep wildin' out

I can justify all my foolish deeds

Smokin weed, pourin up

Keep that 'lade up in my cup

Maybe I could change the world

But this porn on my laptop got me stuck

Yeah, I know whats right from wrong

But that there ain't gon sell a song

I rather sell my soul than save it

If that's what make my money long

It better not be no real God

With real hope, that heals hearts

That shows me that I ain't livin up

To all the things that He put me here for

It better not be no real church

Real saints, who pray hard

And let me rock my snapback

With the 501s and the J's on

It better not be no real folk

Who don't think that they better than you

Straight or gay, drunk or high

They walk through the cold weather wit chu

Nah we don't wanna see that

Cause that might mean "life change"

That might mean I'm worth more

Than money, cars, sex, and pipe dreams

Better not be no real Jesus

Real forgiveness, for hurt folks

If God gon take me as I am

I guesss I already got on my Church Clothes