Help Me God

[Intro] The help, help The help of almighty God I know, I know I can be— can be strong I know I can be— can be strong [Verse 1] Uh. extremist, take everything to the extremest Alfredo at the top of the crop, I'm where the cream is Yeah, swords swingin' over my head, under my kingship Hah, madame cum laude when shawty bodied the dean's list Huh, yeah, that means it's murder in the first degree The universe versus me Ha, these verses took me further than most of the university And you movin' like your Cadillac converter weak Can't believe everything you read, it could be Burgundy How we go to HBCU's and let 'em turn us Greek? What if a nigga strike me, how can I turn a cheek? Scour the room, look inside the mind of the Mona Lis', jeez They say Jesus died at thirty-three But he still alive, so did Nipsey die at thirty-three? Huh, so look at threats as hyperboles 'Cause when you a God, you can't even take it personally Come have some church with me [Chorus] Tell you not to fly There will be no reason why Gravity defied Most of us won't even try But, that don't justify They gon' always criticize Statue when you die Stab you while you're still alive [Verse 2] Yeah, bring it, can't live without my iron, I'm anemic Yeah, huh, red beam mean it's personal, business if it's the green shit On the road less traveled through gravel, I picked the scenic I really seen it Madame cum laude when shawty bodied the dean's list Huh, that means it's murder in the first degree Mercy me, I see murder like Percy P Leonidas vers the Persian fleet You murkin' me, stay off the oxy, moron, that's like a Virgin freak Knew that I would turn into somethin' how they was curvin' me Haha, it's just me and my extendo, nigga, that means I'm thirty deep Pussy, you know you heard of me Black Kennedy ridin' with a Jacky-O Huh, I see you niggas plottin' from the grassy knoll You make a mil', your bros will be the first ones at the stove But if your plans don't pan out , I bet your cats'll roll" But if your plans PAN dont out, i bet your "casserole" If your "PLANS" dont "PAN OUT", i bet your"cast" a "role" Woah, El Chapo, I got tunnel vision Just in case they tryna put me under prison Competition, couldn't comprehend my compositions Confidence is doin' it religiously 'til it becomes religion Then it becomes tradition [Chorus] Tell you not to fly There will be no reason why Gravity defied Most of us won't even try But, that don't justify They gon' always criticize Statue when you die Stab you while you're still alive [Bridge] Yeah, this a symphony for when Lucifer fell from heaven Looked in the eyes of a Judas in use of a deadly weapon But bless his heart, and life is hard, count every blessing Through the ultralight, father, you see my hands stretchin' He said, "Your arms ain't long enough to get 'em", that's Armageddon [Instrumental Break] [Outro] Tell you not to fly Gravity defied But, that don't justify They gon' always criticize Statue when you die Stab you while you're still alive [?] Help me, help me Help, ooh Still alive