god you evil guy
you make me cry
you sit in the sky
and ur car can probs fly
you make us worry
make us fat with mcflurry
u taunt u tempt
u deprive us 4 lent
ur probably racist u nd ur white
and ur never so fat ur clothes r to tight
ur never broke or able 2 choke
nd u cant die when u smoke coke
i hate you god
ur perfect life
i hate you god
ill now cut maself
with a knife
god
get wiff it or get a wiff of it
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