Kill Kenneth Copeland Lyrics
- Genre:Alternative
- Year of Release:2022
Lyrics
He's got a flare in his hand and a Jägermeister bottle
She's got a dick in her hand and it feels like butter
I sleep ten hours a day and I work on every other
I say prayers to Jehovah make that bitch go "oh wow"
I really hope
I really hope that no one
I really hope
I really hope that nothing
Kills Kenneth Copeland
Now the state of modern art
All indie stars romanticized
Being in a car
Fucking in a car
Playing their shit loud
In car stereo now
Jesus christ was born inside
They flew him to Jeruzalem
In private jet
In golden chains
Looking like jay-z
Fucking Beyonce