When my enemies start to take me to the graveyard
Let me first shot their fireplace, Martha
Cause I'd rather be a memory than a riddle
Tell mama it's okay, me and daddy chillin'
Sippin' abolition pain and reminiscin'
I saw a little Yannick, remember she was missin'
Grandma said to keep your head up cause daddy's feelin'
Even the angels up above pray for me
Oh, I'm so righteous as a God
Pray for me
Oh, I'm so God
Pray for me