IDK – Julia . . . lyrics

[Intro]
Where's God?
Where’s God?

[Verse 1]
I could've been dead (Where's God?)
I could’ve been just like Manny with a bullet in his head
I could've been his killer and living inside the Feds
With a calendar crossing off all the days beside my bed
Or like his cousin, yeah, I could've been a motherfucking
McDonald's employee with a shorty, not my wife but we got kids
It's a shame (Where's God?) cause minimum wage in this age
Ain't enough to even buy they ass a bib
I could've been a college student paying my tuition
But I couldn’t even tell you what the fuck my major is
But bust my fucking ass every day to buy a suit and make a resume
Take a interview and lose to a kid with a fucking trade
Yeah, I could’ve been the owner of that business
That hired her from the lust inside my brain
And even though I'm 50 and she’s 21, I use my power to fuck her
Grabbing her with the same damn hand that has my ring
I could've been a wife staying up at night
Looking at my watch like, "Where's my man? Man I hope that he's okay
When meanwhile, he’s inside a hotel
Getting that hoe tail without a rubber or a shame, but stop that there
Since a little boy, I knew that I was someone rare
I don't know how I knew but I knew it was something inside of me
Telling me I could be successful outside of society
History classes ain't working, I'm ditching these classes
Man these niggas need glasses, they don't see it
I'm better than average, I'm telling you coach, put me in
And I'm still on the bench, I'm thinking I suck
What's your grades? A D and a D, a D and a A, that's in art
Does that mean I'm great? Am I gon be straight?
And this what they say, "There's no jobs for niggas that paint"
So my whole fucking life I grew up thinking I can't

[Interlude]
Niggas that paint, niggas that paint, niggas that paint
Niggas that paint, niggas that paint, niggas

[Verse 2]
And meanwhile, I'm thinking that my life's fucked up
But my mom was going through it, she really had tough luck
But she kept it to her herself, I had no idea
To the point that I denied the little things I'd hear
From my family members, now and then and here and there
'Til I saw one day that momma was losing hair
And her losing her weight, then eventually losing her brain
Till I put two and two together, confusion was strain
Since my aunty told me the truth, I'll never be the same
When she died is when I heard my stepfather gave her AIDS

[Interlude]
Where's God? Where's God? Where's God? Where's God?
Where's God? Where's God? Where's God? Where's God?
Where's God? Where's God? Where's God? Where's God?
Where's God? Where's God? Where's God? Where's God?
Where's God? Where's God? Where's God? Where's God?

[Outro: IDK & Man]
Alright, ay, so listen, what color are my pants? (Red!)
Alright so, describe to me the color red
Without using another color, or anything associated with the color
I think the color red is something that provokes emotion out of people
Nah! I'm saying how can you visually (Visually red?)
Describe the color red without using another color
It's impossible, there's no way you can do that, you know?
So look, how do you know that when you see red, right
I don't see blue? How do you know we see the same color?
It's no way you can tell like
If, if we can see the same color no matter what because
I could've grown up my whole life thinking that red was really
I see blue but I thought it was red cause that's what they taught me
(Right) And there's no way to describe it to you
So to know if we see the same thing, so
If we know- if we can't even say that we see the same thing, right
If me and you can like literally talk about colors
And we're not advanced enough, um, like
Society, humanity, whatever you wanna call it, or technology
To say that, to know if we actually even see the same colors
Then how, can we say there is no God?