I’m not Jesus Christ or Mohammed but I can read and write 
Between the lines I see a message, is it wrong or right? 
I fight to keep my faith alive in the dark of the night 
I use my mic to inspire, I hope you see the light

I’m not the prophet Abraham or Mahatma Gandhi 
I’m just a man with many questions, sometimes they haunt me 
I fight to keep my faith alive in the dark of the night 
I use my mic to influence, I hope you see the light

In the dark of the night

[Verse 1]

In the name of the Father and Son, the Holy Spirit and this gun 
That I protect my fam with in case my prayers don’t protect us son 
Is there a chosen one? Chosen few? Maybe none 
Maybe when you’re dead it’s done 
No sun, no moon, no light, no [bad word] 
I love the thought of being reunited with my fam 
Sounds like a scam sometimes though so here I stand 
Crossing hands, a man trying to understand 
Whose book of plans should I follow if they’re written by hands 
Just like my own, human to the bone 
We are all flawed and scarred, nobody wants to die alone 
I sit upon a throne, fearless in my home 
My hood, the city and world that I roam, what about the unknown? 
I’m not a clone to follow a nicely written poem 
Scriptures [bad word] to make [bad word] through your thoughts, your dome 
I can’t lead you home but I will ask the questions 
I’m not an atheist, this is just a [bad word] confession
 [bad word] 

[Verse 2]

In the dark of the night I wonder why I was placed here 
My family told me put my faith in God and face fear 
For some reason I ain’t wanna put my faith there 
And going to church I saw nothing but hate there 
I ain’t understand how everyone else could be wrong 
And I ain’t wanna be like everyone else and conform 
Yeah so I had a discussion with moms 
And that’s around the same time I discovered Islam 
The first time that I had peace in my life 
The first time I had a reason and a beacon of light 
And if another human being think that Jesus the light 
I don’t argue, I just hope that they have peace in their life 
There’s a war going on outside no man is safe from 
Every religion have a god but it’s the same one 
Religion’s just a tool to divide us and they won 
I feel that God been standing beside me since day one
 [bad word] 

[Verse 3]

I faithful at heart and smart enough to find the right path? 
Endure the wrath of a stormy past or will I be cast? 
To a [bad word] that no one can foretell if it exists 
Or do we dwell in the midst of, if so I like [bad word] 
I like Heaven too, it makes me feel so vital 
The thought of living in peace and love, something so primal 
Forget the titles, everyone has their rivals 
But I think that it’s bigger than all of us like this recital 
Spiritually agnostic, curious and caustic 
My thoughts sick regardless of what we think, have I lost it? 
No I tossed it to the side, the simpleminded lies 
Saint Mary mother of God, I still look in your eyes 
Despite all I despised I realised that 
I must take what I’ve learned and make it all mine 
Until I die or fly with the other souls 
Foolish pride won’t stop me from asking why 
Show me a sign