Gods

Show me to your gods
Let them pray to me
Sing praise to me nonstop and
Let them know I love them best
When they out of pocket
Pointing at pussy poppers
Projected at the projects
You know, the corner store godheads
Build me the temples
For all your gods to come follow
My gallows have been profitic
Consecrate me in Honda civics
Prostrate your gods in back alleys
The sinless swallow committed
While every vagabond and harlet
Give thanks on their knees
Before they feast on the prostate
Pay homage to me
While their gods and I converse
Do gods quell you of your hunger?
Do they appease you of thirst?
Pile up your dirty gods
Pack and send them to me
I offer your god salvation
But ain't shit in my life free