God’s Carpenter Chino XL & Stu Bangas

[Intro]
Yo, damn
Yo, what you building?
Damn! How long you been doing this? It's crazy!
Man, I don't know what I'm building
I just know I'm building it

[Verse 1]
I'm an ancient author, erecting a monolith
A stark monster that they can't conquer, bleeding stigmata with my palms punctured
Standing next to Jesus, I could've (Pilate'd/piloted) Pontius
Vomited violent promises at the sky with religious aeronautics
Leave no markers where my burial plot is
Rotten carcasses where the carving cartridge of the awful artists tryna solve my own sordid catharsis
Trudging through my many mental muddy marshes
What my bloody pen's involved with, scribbling epitaphs of caution! (I'm trying)
Hereditary sorcerers where thе awkward thoughts exist
They're thе fortresses of the metamorphosis, relic inside the dawn and mist (prayers)
Automatic, autonomous, formless formulas, moralless
More or less oral ornamented tortured tournament torn in bits in front of an audience
I'm in God's lumber yard, stone cutter, mason, machinist
Master woodsman builder with the skillset that is set to the zenith
The sacred geometry built through a portal of mortal astronomy
Heaven's prodigy, hopin' that the earth don't open up to swallow me, nigga

[Chorus]
Lord, I survived so many storms
But right now I'm barely holding on
God, please don't let me die tonight
God's carpenter
Deep in the dark with just a pen and pad
It isn't much but it is all I have
God, please don't let me die tonight