Daddy's Girl

Ain’t nothing good

Pointing fingers from your

White, white hood

Touching heaven from a bed of lies

Hustlin’ south where love was crucified

But you’re a daddy’s girl, right?

But you’re a daddy’s girl, right?

Selling dreams to strangers

Begging for change and asking for favors

Shaming people who look just like you

When he comes home, what ya gonna do?

Daddy ain’t happy with…

Grown men lying

In your pulpit crying

Screaming help me help me god

Rid the world of the evil ones

But daddy told me..

Ridin’ your high horse

Preaching the same chord

Pushing revival

What did he die for?

Throwing the Bible

Into the fire…

Like a holy, holy roller

Selling stories Devil told a daddy’s girl…

But you’re a daddy’s girl, right?

But you’re a daddy’s girl, right?