Man we don't see (not finished)

yo why do we look up to the sky and worship,

this man we call god, don't you think its all odd,

we spread lies as wide as an island, all just seem like myths,

not even Jesus, walks the streets we walk,

very little believe any more, every day as a kid i swore,

i would pray to the man up stairs, who stares,

down upon thee like we his kids, now i believe its all fibs,

lies that was fed as a child, so blind,

am digging through haystack's won't find, the needle that comes too mind,

when we go out for a meal or a drink, we have to look top sharp,

for the queen a bow tie, really am not gunna lie,

but why?, why do we need to look fly,

why brand makes so ridiculously priced, like Jesus Christ,

why did the blacks get sacrificed to slaved lives,

then to fight for saved lives,