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pass the clouds 

i assume that’s where heaven lives 

Wonder do they have cookouts 

And games for all the kids 

 

and when someone new arrives 

do the angels all grab a trumpet 

and since lucifer been gone 

the music department who run it 

remember he tried to be God— 

and facade—all these people’s brain 

do we have a body in heaven 

is that question to hard to explain 

 

Jesus look over at me 

impressed by all the questions 

he asked do i play the trumpet 

no but id love some lessons 

 

I asked him why you asking questions 

you already know the answer to

he said even if i know the answer 

i still wanna know the real you 

 

then the devil came through

guess he heard i liked music 

but i ain’t never selling my soul 

just to go to hell and yell acoustic  

Then I told Jesus about my crazy experiences 

I was tryna laugh but He could tell it was serious 

And by the time I finished speaking 

My heart dropped to the floor 

My book of life was finished 

No need for a bookstore

 

So then I saw God at a funeral 

and he was sitting in the front row 

people didn’t recognize him— 

thought he was a John Doe 

to the person in the casket 

laying right next to some baskets

of flowers that they matching 

and when God sensed me looking 

he motioned me to come closer 

 

He asked me why I wasn’t crying 

or why I ain’t feel a thing

I said funerals all the same—

cry … laugh … and eat chicken wings—

He say why you acting so numb 

like you ain’t never felt pain 

like you ain’t never sinned before 

like I ain’t the reason that you came 

you obviously not writing poetry 

or getting a shout out to your name 

why you here at this funeral 

and why you making me the blame 

I said please Dad stop it you’re gonna 

bring tears to my eyes 

 

He said look I don’t mean to take you by surprise 

But I got this bag packed

and a place for you to live in the skies 

 

I said Wait God I’m not ready 

Take the dead person first give them the prize 

God shook his head and said 

“My child this is your demise” 

 

But I didn’t get to hug my mom again 

or make any long term friends 

you’re telling me my life is over 

when it never started to really begin 

and then the devil popped up told me 

he could give it back in a snap 

real rap i actually considered the offer 

But I thought how God would feel bout his daughter 

 

I told God let’s do this 

Let’s finally make a move 

His eyes lit up proud 

The blood began to heal from his wounds 

 

And then I wake up sweat pouring down my face 

one part of me wanted to go 

one part wanted to run this race 

cause life be too short 

God might show up at your funeral 

and the next time I’ll be running saying 

God I made sure it was beautiful