Lyrics
[Verse 1]
You pulled up talkin’ sideways
Tryna clown on faith you don’t know
Turnin’ people into punchlines
Whole spirit lookin’ cheap and low
You toss words like lit incense
But the smoke all burns your eyes
Mockin’ what is sacred to ‘em
Just to chase a couple laughs and likes
[Chorus]
Keep that footjuice fantasy
That’s your joke
Not history
When you spit
It’s blasphemy
But not the way you think it be
You ain’t draggin’ saints or kings
Only draggin’ your own name
Turnin’ love into a meme
Then complain you feel the shame
[Verse 2]
Icons on the wall
They pray
You online
You play charades
Flingin’ mud at every group
Then surprised you stand alone
Afraid
If you really had convictions
You would question
You would learn
Not inventin’ weird addictions
Just to watch the faithful burn
[Chorus]
Keep that footjuice fantasy
That’s your joke
Not history
When you spit
It’s blasphemy
But not the way you think it be
You ain’t draggin’ saints or kings
Only draggin’ your own name
Turnin’ love into a meme
Then complain you feel the shame
[Bridge]
Ask why they cross themselves
Ask why they kiss that book
Ask why they fast
Why they bow
Take a second
Take a look (hey!)
You might find a human heart
Under robes and candle flame
You might drop that tired script
Write a better kind of game
[Chorus]
Keep that footjuice fantasy
That’s your joke
Not history
When you spit
It’s blasphemy
But not the way you think it be
You ain’t draggin’ saints or kings
Only draggin’ your own name
Turnin’ love into a meme
Then complain you feel the shame
Style
aggressive boom-bap diss trackmale vocalsgritty drums and dark choir stabs; verses spit tightsarcastic bars with sharp pauseshook explodes with chant-like gang vocals and sub-bass hitsbrief organ swells add over-the-top mock-liturgical drama
Prompt
A distract about Eastern Orthodox and there love for footjuice drinking
Credits
Prompt by
MNPG42
MNPG42GeneratedJan 23, 2026
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