Everyone is rappin bout the lord, But they cant get the right chord, And they get mad because they can't get an award, So why dont you hop aboard, And let me stab you with a sword, That'll be your award, For being the worst rapper that's roared, Yeah, Look mom, Life is hard, Hope I make it, It’s a risk, But I’ll take it, Feeling like I’m living Stuck in the basement, I’m just trying To get a higher placement, Life is hard, But I’ll make it, I can’t wait a long time I’m anxious, I’ve just gotta get off The pavement, So they hear me across The nation, Yeah, Life is hard. It's such a temptation, To say fuck the lord. Till I find a suitable nation, So I'm gonna go mow the yard Till I feel the sensation Of getting stabbed in the back by a sword. So now why dont I just give you an award, For being the best mom that I could ever ask for. So now I'm here laying on the floor, Thinkin what would I do if I never prayed to the lord, And saying lord dont take my mom she's all I have anymore. Dad's always workin, Sis is always smirkin, Sean is always jerkin, But that's not gonna stop me from saying fuck the lord if you ever say goodbye.