So Iâm sitting having this argument with my man the Lord of Lords,
And Iâm like, âI copped your book, and got some questions I canât ignore,
â First of all, why you gotta treat me the cruelest? Why you gotta do this?
â Acting surprised when I stumble going through this . . . when you already knew this!â
He said, âFirst of all, why you think weightlifters continue to add more weight?
â How you expect to get stronger for great things. When you running from your fate?â
â Alright fine. But how about this? Whereâs the proof that you exist?
â Now donât get ticked â Iâm just saying the devil is all up the mix;
â Babylon is sick â and Iâm starting to believe whatâs scientific!â
He said, âScience?! Who you think is the original scientist?
â Who you think taught the atom to split? Whoâs the surgeon that pulled the cancer
â Out of your moms when she was sick? Who keeps you strong when youâre gonna quit?
â That truck that almost hit you? Who you think whispered to you to move from in front of that?
â Who you think is blessing you with these hot raps over tracks by Tunnel Rats?
â Boy, I outta . . . look at you â got me worked up arguing with a man . . .â
I said, âAlright, hold up God â Iâm just trying to understand,
â For example, something else I donât get â omnipotence?
â How you talking to me, and still helping somebody overseas out their predicament?â
He said, âItâs not for you to get, but to trust! Like right now, your moms?
â Is praying for something she might not get if you keep carrying on.â
â Oh so you DO get mad?â âOh, for shoâ! But never without love.â
â Youâll still cleanse my sins?â âMost def! But never without my blood.â
â Well, Iâm a good man â I go to church! âChurch!?
â What you think? You just gonna listen to a preacher? Die and wake up on the Nebincaneezer?
â Please Kou! Youâre life is the Matrix â Iâm Neo â the One,
â The trinity, the holy spirit, the father, the son,
â Realistically, thereâs no mystery. Youâre salvation has been mapped out so simplistically,
â Iâm amazed you mess up so ritually,
â But you donât listen to me. I gave you the word, what you do? Interpret it wrong,
â Ate the fruit, killed your brother, now you complaining the serpent is strong?â
â Dag, you right God! Iâm acting blind to my blessings!
â Iâm a go do my assigned reading . . . Iâll get with you next session.â
Devilâs Advocate.