Churchist - Natural Selection Lyrics

Death is on mind like a vision
And i'm not trying to listen
But my head is like a prison
Where i can't make no decisions

Am I painting the picture?
Am I reading the scripture?
Can i fake im a winner
When i feel loser
And I hate talking this
Because i feel a preacher
When i am really a sinner
Who's tryna make it to heaven
Before i run outta time
I make sure i stay focus
Even when i feel hopeless
Because the music is soulless
And i was speaking to cobras
Thinking that they would've noticed
That i was feeling my lowest
And that my soul sign was open
I knew my spirit was broken
When i considered the rope
When i considered the stool
It's just natural selection
When i look at my reflection
I can see through my objections
I don't wanna give confessions
But i call upon his name
Cuz i really need affection
And i really need his blessings
I hope he received my message

Death is on mind like a vision
And i'm not trying to listen
But my head is like a prison
Where i can't make no decisions

Now i face my inner demons
They exposing all my weakness
So i'm begging for forgiveness
Got a bad habit
Of making the same mistakes
Even when i take a break
I can always hear the snake
Begging me to stay awake
And do something that will forsake
Women stay all in my face
Tempting me to stray away
They want me to catch a stray
Now i'm feeling out of place
When i eat im saying grace
Sneak around don't leave a trace
I don't wanna change me taste
But he gon make sure that im based
In logic and topics
Because i'm spreading the gospel
And i am not a false prophet
Cuz i ain't in it profit