is god real

I been sitting here way too long
I can't see now
Every night just filled with drought
And I ask them, what do you want
Where you goin'
But the only thing they do is doubt me
I can't fake this all
I told you, I can't feel at all
I'm just mostly feelin' done with you all
Tired of me
Tired of you
Tired of finding no success
Tired of feeling inconclusive

Yo, y'all still got that that sauce
Yo, why did they- why

Um, who have a PayPal business account
A message from Satan



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Writer(s): Julian Krause
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