Verse 1

I learned to take church-thought with a grain of salt 

unflavored behavioral grades I ain’t living with 

Not because I’m arrogant, just no longer wearing it 

To the gala of Chris-tians who don’t really give a shit

Time bombs are benefits to those that set em and john’s 

Lawns are greener to the hoes that wet em and pimps

will weaponize the Word of God if you let em

And those who make decisions for the people regret em

Force a square peg into a round hole as a profound goal

If you like wasting your time like a belt clock

Trusting in mere men when God is speaking truthfully

Is like a broad whose seeking love from a pet rock

The Lord Yeshua gave me the born breath through a

Simple act of faith to free me of sin

And He’s the rock and door that I’m please knock before I ever 

wish-a-man-activate to lead me again

Saw the subtlest forms of manipulation and grit

From the foyer to the tassels on the robes in the pulpit

So anything other than the strict truth as heard straight

from The Spirit of God is the bullshit

Mark the finger prince of iniquity is flipping tables

And tripping on the able of the cushy egotistical seat 

Shipping bitter hints as lemon juice against the dinner mints

And so The Lord as torpedo pushed me into the fleet

They place bets on blessed with a best guess

Dice rolling the price of holy with a jest mess

Spilling religion jars with tillage, willing scars, and 

Prison bars with every sharp intent to divest rest 

[God Damn] They know nothing about liberty

Some hate lotteries OR ANY winning the big bucks

But chase and embrace the regulations and traditions of men

And think it’s demons if I’m getting my dick sucked 

Which is a bit much 

I find it fascinating they’ll blast on the masturbating

And four-letter words they lie and tell you you can’t say, Having not

One conversation with God to verify 

Mouth writing checks their asses can’t pay... Attention

False mention of scripture, with The Spirit-less attempts

And then resist the prophet BE! cause I’m a divine threat

Against their little rat storm, but as long as they’ve got a platform

Against the faith their sinning with a similar mindset [of]

Hook

“For the wish being lauded, I’m resisting God

And I’mma pitch this fraud with a “got to look it” face

Time to fish this frog as a dish to the hogs…” And shit 

Just I know I parked straight in a crooked space [x2]

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