A spoken-word prayer that moves from personal confession to specific requests: curing cancer, healing a friend, winning a sports game, and cutting the price of Pampers diapers. Raw, funny, and frustrated, mixing earnest faith with sarcasm about what costs too much.
I want to look up and see my own constellation I want to look around and have the whole combination Stand strong in front of the whole congregation and say that I have sinned Take credit for what I did the crimes that I commit the time I spent riding on the fence but it makes no sense sitting back contemplating watching them hating While the rest of them are congregatin lost lips flailing on the brink of another mistake Is what they saying Dictating my future but it's not complicated I'm not stopping shit there's no constipation ain't no complications I want to look up and see my own constellation I want to look around and have the whole combination Stand strong in front of the whole congregation and say that I have sinned Take credit for what I did the crimes that I commit the time I spent riding on the fence the things I should have did the rhymes I wish I could have read But I can't seem to fit these words in a sentence Sentence for disaster Go to bed happy but then depressed the morning I said a prayer but the Lord didn't answer I asked for God to cure cancer I asked for God to give my old friend Matthew legs like a dancer I asked for a win for the Panthers I asked for God to drop the price on Pampers Cause every single baby deserves to be pampered with Pampers and it's a goddamn shame that did $45 for 25 diapers. It's got my ass feeling hyper.
