Priest King, I don’t want to be a God It’s my life, I don’t want to be a God Hamg me, Kill me, Fuck me, Burn me I was a preacher of peace & A healer of the sick Just look at me now I never wanted this shit, I’m a God on a cross My face is everywhere They say I saved the world But I never even cared. Everything I ever was & Everything I couldn’t be Is just another hearsay? In a distant memory. I don’t remember being asked To be a white mans Christ I don’t remember being asked To make this sacrifice.