| Dear God, life, love, the universe
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| Whatever name you like to use
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| We ask that you allow tonight to be another one of our best shows
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| We’re grateful for what we get to do
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| Please allow the lights to be perfect, the sound to be perfect
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| And my fingers to hit all the right keys
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| I remember writing all these little songs in my notebook
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| And now these people pay to see me
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| That’s just crazy, you must admit
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| Before that first deal, before those hits
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| Tone and I would wrap our arms around each other backstage
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| And Big Sean would say words like this
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| I didn’t understand though, mama raised me a atheist
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| Which is fine, but I now think maybe it’s
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| More to life than the things you can touch and feel
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| To me, God’s just life and love, it’s real
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| Not a old white man in the sky
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| That’s how I used to think about it, but it didn’t feel right
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| It’s 9:08, we getting kinda late, so we open up our eyes and say
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| Amen (Amen)
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| For the life, the love, the spirit
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| Amen (Amen)
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| For the things my eyes don’t see
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| Amen (Amen)
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| For the ones no longer with us
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Please say a prayer for me
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| Dear Jesus, Allah, Krishna, Buddha
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| Whatever name you like to say
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| Please grant your heavenly love and sweet peace
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| To the family of Jessica Joe May
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| Six years ago, she wrote me and said she was my biggest fan
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| And she wouldn’t go to sleep if I didn’t hit her back
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| So I said, «Thanks, boo, go to sleep, you got school»
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| A friendship started, but ended too soon
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| Just a child, she used to tweet me every day
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| Draw me little pictures, say «I hope you feel okay»
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| I bet she never knew that I was going through some shit
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| My family was pissed at me and I almost quit
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| On that November night 'til I saw what she tweeted
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| «Keep making good music,» that was just what I needed
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| You know I never even told her «Thank you,» and I don’t know why
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| 'Cause on August 26th, Jessica died
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| I never thought that some fan on Twitter
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| Would give me a broken heart, but Lord, I miss her
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| When you opening the gates up, don’t forget her
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| And save me a spot; |
| soon, I’ll be right there with her
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| Amen (Amen, amen)
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| For the life, the love, the spirit
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| Amen (Amen)
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| For the things my eyes don’t see
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| Amen (Amen)
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| For the ones no longer with us
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Please say a prayer for me
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| Dear Ra, Jehova, Dao, Brahma
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| Whichever name that you prefer
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| My big sister is a real light in the world
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| So yes, Lord, this is for her
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| I used to think she was crazy
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| All that hippie shit that she was on
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| Tying yourself to trees, man, I thought it was wrong
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| While I was flying 'round the world tryna get famous
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| You volunteered in New Orleans when the hurricane hit
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| Helping displaced kids
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| And people interview me while she remains nameless
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| Hmm, I didn’t always get it
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| You lived in such a bad hood that I was 'fraid to visit
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| Uh, but on the side of your crib
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| You started a garden for all them little kids
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| And you taught 'em to grow fruits and veggies for they families
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| And here I am, worrying about a GRAMMY
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| I’ll never forget that February night
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| I was in the studio with J. Cole, they were prepping the mic
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| You hit me with that text saying we needed to speak
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| I thought you were pregnant, I was prepping a speech
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| But it was something different that you had to say
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| Michael, I’m in love with a woman, I’m gay
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| Searching for the words in my head
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| When I found 'em, this is what I said
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| «I just want you to know that I love you
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| That’s no matter what, Mom and Dad do too
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| And I got your back until my last day
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| And the universe does too,» that’s why I say
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| Amen (Amen)
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| For the life, the love, the spirit
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| Amen (Amen)
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| For the things my eyes don’t see
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| Amen (Amen)
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| For the ones no longer with us
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| Amen (Amen)
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| Please say a prayer for me |