Blues & Cocaine (feat. Michale Graves)

Dear Jesus, I hope you're well I hope you read my letter I sat and tried to write something supernatural Something that would save my life Anchored by aggression I tried to make decisions I couldn't think of anything to write So I called upon the devil because blessed are the saviors And she touched me and I changed my mind I said, "Lord, give me cocaine Give me blues, give me blues and cocaine Lord, so I can stand up straight And face Satan like a stone faced killa" Alright I want it, I need it I want it, I need it I want it, I need it I want it Dear Jesus, I read your letter You said that I was running out of time Maybe you could clarify by what you meant by sacrifice I told you I should speak my mind I said, "Lord, give me cocaine Give me blues, give me blues and cocaine Lord, so I can stand up straight And face Satan like a stone faced killa" Lord, give me cocaine Give me blues, give me blues and cocaine Lord, so I can stand up straight And face Satan like a stone faced killa Oh, yeah Oh, away, he's on his way