the story of zak

<sub>jesuss work already done but im still here
filled with tears from the millions of years crying over spilt beers
tryna get my bill cleared, he fears nil
still waiting for deaths harvest like wheat fields

billed as a target but he kills
when he drills he goes hardest and farthest like speed pills
deepest and darkest like bp oil spills
creeps eating carcasses feeding off children needa chill

Epsteins Clintons and Bills like Gates aint gatekeeping my fate
along with the celibate priests in bed with the girls
along with the politic freaks that engineered deals
i sent em to death, theyre freezing in hell cuz heavens hotter than sex

im unbothered when hexed
Gods gonna mess em up more than they thought was possible yet
not offended by Tet
operate at a level higher than zombies can mess with

you probably guessed it already im gonna tread heavy
on top of a levee meant to prevent walking on water i got this im ready
you wanna pocket dead presidents, stop spending
happiness always been the cost of pretending

loss is the cost of ascending
the farther up to the top the less shit you can get with
the more youll be messed with and rejected
ejected from cockpits like rockets with pyrotechnics

the more questions you ask the more you get back
reporting history is whack when recorders are distorting the facts
incarnatings like the morning after sorority parties
memories blurry unsure if he’s wanting em back

got more rhymes than hollywood got heart attacks
ignoring the death clause in their record contracts
more than a artist im lord of the stars words built the stairs
hardest bars wrote the story of zak</sub>