Lunar C - Ask The Lord lyrics

I'll put you all on my shitlist
Kick the door off the hinges
Hit the floor, what you think this is?
We all turn religious in our last moments
Pussy, ask the Lord for forgiveness

Yo, she's got it in for me like a drug mule
Never date on the first fuck
That's my one rule
Incoherent ramblings of a drunk fool
Uncultured people think I'm uncool
Bare guys who went to prison
Said they found Jesus
I wonder what he's in for
Groundskeeper Willie
Need my monobrow tweezered
No crowd-please, r for you mouth breathers
I'm lowkey like dog shit on brown sneakers
Profound genius tryna build my fanbase
That's why I make my family address
Me as my rap name
Yo, everything happens for no reason
'Bout to sign on in my fur
Jacket with my gold teeth in
I don't even want a job, I'm dole seeking
My best song is whatever's my most recent
I've got a different approach
Your life's middle of the road
I'm tryna sniff the white lines off
The middle of the road

I'll put you all on my shitlist
Kick the door off the hinges
Hit the floor, what you think this is?
We all turn religious in our last moments
Pussy, ask the Lord for forgiveness

They talk online but when I'm
Round they ain't saying shit
I'll strangle you with a catheter bag
Tube for tryna take the piss
Just because I don't rap about
Drillings and make up shit
That probably made you think I wasn't real
The devil's greatest trick
Way before the virus I worked from home
Office was a burner phone
Looking like Al Pacino in Serpico
I once spat a verse to Kurtis Blow
He gave me his business card but I lost
My wallet and that hurts to know
How long can I live like this?
Was born a broke person in
A world of fixed prices
But, I'll still be the shit when
They put my stiff lifeless
Body in the ground 'cause my shit's timeless
You've been selling bash since 2-0-12
People didn't believe it was
White like Bobby Caldwell
Oh well, tell them Lunar C's ill with it
Might backhand your grill out with
Your teeth still in it

I'll put you all on my shitlist
Kick the door off the hinges
Hit the floor, what you think this is?
We all turn religious in our last moments
Pussy, ask the Lord for forgiveness