Ayo I'm starting to face that a part of me's fake/

And everything that they say is just hard to relate/

and then it (ends quick) and it starts to decay/

Until my (friendship) is a part of the phase/

And I, can't pre-tend, can't stand these trends/

Can't stand weak friends that have pretense/

Sad can't stand back at that deep end/

And now I see that I don't need friends/

And I feel like a modern day patriot/

With a mind of a God and a hearth of an atheist/

God's love is a conjugal visit/

Cuz you just get f**ked while you're locked in a 

prison/

My passion's emphatic (its mixed with) tragic romantic 

(instances)/

Sadness and hazards (six six six) havoc that crafted 

(Sadistik)/

An eye for an eye and a tooth can trade/

Then you turn the other cheek 'til the bruises fade/

If you lose an eye, lose a tooth and lose a cheek/

Then your religion is losing face/

When I vacate, to a sanctity/

To a safe place, that was made for me/

And I placate, all my atrophy/

Then I won't say faith, isn't made for me/

I walk (a fragile path), of thought (and habitats)/

I've lost (and can't have back) across (the aftermath)

Of befriendin' each sentence, endin'/

Retention defense and tension/

Repentance needs ventin' when in/

Dependent deep ended friendship/

Followed first on a path of hollow verse/

Solemn words that were both spoke but not emerged/

Gotta learn that I gotta get through autumn first/

Follow dirt that is gonna let the God occur/

Read your bible (script the verses)/

Stand for nothing (but sit at service)/

Find the meaning (but miss the purpose)/

Read in depth (but you get the surface)/

Some say, Ill have to be synthetic, to get my quotes 

red (read) like your Jesus said it/

Some day, Ill form opinion, either stand up to God or 

fall for religion/

The road you cross, isn't quite a crossroad/

Your bible's lines signify a barcode/

And I'll go, put a rhyme to reason/

Cuz Nietzche said "god is dead" and I believe him!/