 But a god ain't real since it ain't no way to prove it itself As if the universe ain't enough As if the volcanoes ain't erupt As if the birds don't chirp As if a trillion nerves don't work in a human body Who would I be without the creator of this theater Beside me to gently guide me Some days I wonder if I need to pick a different hobby I'm deep in with this rap and it's all I know I never did nothing better, it's hard to let it go But like a father watching his daughter walk down the altar With tears in his eyes, you gotta let her grow