Starving.

[Intro: Skit]
A statement of honour
That's what it is
When you [?]
You are making a statement
Yah, that's what you're doing
Because [?] comes under the law of first things
And under the law of principle of honour
It's like honour your father, your mother

[Verse 1]
Fuck
I'm charging my crystals
Aligning my chakras and visiting temples
Offering cents to the gods to bargain my sorry existence
Pockets is empty
I'm 'bout ready to fall on my pistol, or borrow, beg
A pot to piss in, it could all be so simple
Probably whispering here
But I feel like God isn't listening
Sending rituals
Singing hymns at the top of my symphony
Mixing tinctures in little pitchers it's all from my kitchen
I really dig the attention
But at the top of my wishlist is money
Manifestations will run me mad if I play and repeat these damn affirmations
I just need cash in my savings
See my pastor is paid and I gave him half of my wages
He said I have to be patient
But this is math
I'm not playing
I'm 'bout to rob that nigga

[Refrain]
What?
And we all a sinner
Yeah, but I'm starving so I'm plotting for it
Huh
And we all a sinner
Yeah, but I'm starving so I shot him for it
What?
What?
Damn

[Verse 2]
Uh, father figure
Switch to target
Stickup artist
Sick of all these wishing waters
I been parched
I'll resolve it with the Lord
My revolving loan defaulting
I'm ignoring all the calls
I'm gon' barter with my conscience
All these offerings to cough up
Mhmm
'Cause nah
The reverend got some Benzes like the president
I'm peddling deficits to ensure that my ends have met
I'm sensing dude is not destitute like the rest of you
All I'm playing is modern day garden snake to the congregation
I wake up and pray for my life to change every fucking day
I chant the names of the angels but still my payments fail
While they're displaying the satiety to my face
I'ma wait til' they put that plate on the fucking table and fucking take it

[Refrain]
Yeah, and we all an angel
Yeah but I'm starving so I'm plotting for it
Uh
And we all an angel
Yeah, but I'm starving so I shot him for it
What?
What?