Seriously

U think I’ll lose faith

I don’t want safe

Get in my face

I love the pace

I’ll run my race

Tell me to chill on that God stuff

I’ll spit in yo face

I’ll run my race (repeat)

Yall spend yal time

Living a lie

Following false gods

No wonder you scare to die

Or you scare of the end

Knowing it’s nigh

I’ll endure the pain

Still Roman 116 unashamed

Selling your soul that’s ashame

I don’t want to be a goat

I stomp heads on goats

I don’t need a coat to cope

I don’t need money to soak

Your belief is a dead end

Pagan

Nothing but bandwagons

Yall know what we do to satan

Stomping on that head bro

smashing darkness like it’s legos

Got a tame tongue

That the Holy Spirit won’t let go

Yall be buggin

Call yall gnats bro

If she unequally yoked

I’m swiping left yo

Throwing her back up

Need no peptno

She just not my Ruth yo CD

You was taught

it was our fault

The lies you guys had brought

You brought is insults

In bulks