God Laughs - Earl Sweatshirt

The same can’t stay

I gotta clean, no I can’t think

Resort to cantankerous means on the cash play rat races

The cheese sit in the trap, waitin'

Snap, then we break

Somethin' reachin' for me from the waist

These days my mind full of what I embrace

Operating on a empty tank, spank me

Fumes fueling a flame

My grandfather spoke thirteen languages

Somehow never had nothing to say to Boot Raymond

Sensed hazel, made sense of it through prayer

Booze is a fool’s fragrance

saved us

brain getting checked away and daily

His body on a road where his mind flailed and funeral whaled us

No beluga, no, just mood swangin', true pain

I couldn’t eat or sleep for seven days

Maimed me, I ain’t weak

Keep changing for the better, what to do when your job thankless

In the middle of the marsh where the mosquitoes chomp ankles, swamp

Marching on the quest for my lost halo, God