I wrote this to the Fountain of Youth instrumental by Cardiac.

The hook starts at the drum line, verse starts at the piano.






Our father, who art in heaven
I gotta, question, and its hard
yep...
and its hard
yep...

Our father, who art in heaven
I gotta, question, and its hard
yep...
got me at odds
yep...

Our father, who art in heaven
did you really have, simian arms?
yep...
Simian born?
yep...

Our father, who art in heaven
I gotta, question, and its hard
yep...
need it resolved

Yo(verse 1)

Our Father, who art in heaven//
On planet earth, children are starved//
(yep)
feelings are hard//

Theyre running round town, and theyre, killing at large//(r.i.p France victims)
And pray, to Allah, when they sit in the mosque//
Is hatred, our cause, to deliver the rod?//
Why not just, remove those, in the vasad//
Some people, are afraid, when the see the hijab//
They think the cemetary, could be in the remarks//
Alot of people pray, to a higher//
That they, admire//
it may, inspire//
To say it, flyer//
Theyre being wired//
The Cross, will replace the visor//
Before long, to do wrong, theyll face the fire, Theyll make a lie up//
Prolonged//
Creates Piriah, theyll make attire//
To cause you, to make a riot, theyll take a pilot//
whos headed to a State, island//
Now its either be be-headed, or escape tyrants//
Started off in good faith, to STRAIGHT VIOLENCE!//
question, and its hard
yep...
and its hard
yep...

Our father, who art in heaven
I gotta, question, and its hard
yep...
got me at odds
yep...

Our father, who art in heaven
did you really have, simian arms?
yep...
Simian born?
yep...

Our father, who art in heaven
I gotta, question, and its hard
yep...
need it resolved...