Your faith is misplaced If it is not in yourself I don't believe in Jesus I don't believe in God If you think that that makes me evil Well, I'm telling you it does not I've been doing right by my demons I really don't ask a lot If I ain't got home in heaven Then I'm headin' where it's hot You'll never see me in the pews I ain't ever been to church All I know is pew pew pew, ' 'Cause you know that I been putting in the work And I mean exorcising Despite my size, I can raise a little bit of hell Call this over the top But you know I don't stop When I'm raging, I'm rainin' shells I am the Mini-Slayer But this ain't a mini-fight Must've been the Argent energy That brought these bones to life Don't you touch my Bunny 'Cause that ain't funny In my blood does hatred seethe But I always say, I can fight while I play long as I got faith in me, c'mon! I don't believe in Jesus I don't believe in God Don't look at me like I'm evil 'Cause I promise that I'm not I've been doing right by my demons Now I'm gonna shoot my shot When there ain't no room in heaven Then I'm headin' where it's hot So, what if I'm a little crazy Now you're watchin' me go mad Wouldn't call it ableist language 'Cause I'm literally seein' red They said I should go to anger management I wonder what the fuck is that? 'Cause it ain't my temper The blade I've tempered will Separate you from your head Ladies say that I'm the cutest Not that I give a good goddamn Batteries are not included Running on the hate in my veins, I am I can't get a grip of my emotions That's never really gone so well You know I don't care that the fight is fair When my tagline's Fight Like Hell (yeah) I don't believe in Jesus, I don't believe in God If you think that that makes me evil Well, I'm telling you it does not I've been doing right by my demons Whoever said I'm cute - I'm not If I ain't got home in heaven Then I'm headin' where it's hot The power of imagination is something I can not ignore Everybody needs a break from hell Perhaps this is a metaphor I work hard, and I play hard But I wonder what could be the meta' for? You know when boys play with their toys They're getting prepared for war Demons come from everywhere, any shape and size Vacant are their empty stares unlike my fiery eyes They took everything from me They're messing with my mind But when they get inside my head They won't like what they find I don't believe in Jesus, I don't believe in God So what if you think I'm evil Doesn't matter 'cause I'm not I've been doing right by my demons Through every fight I've fought If I ain't got home in heaven Then I'm headin' where it's hot