[Bridge]
Verse 1 You slither in mid‑sentence, twisting truth like it’s your talent,
Acting like you’re prophecy when you’re just trauma being loud.
You think you’re keeping me “aware,” but you’re just feeding old patterns,
Dragging chains across my spirit like you forged them, like you’re proud.
Pre‑Chorus. But I’m not your host body anymore,
I’m not your echo chamber or your open door.
Chorus. Talk to me right — or SIT DOWN and shut the hell up.
I’m done letting you narrate my life like you’re some holy judge.
You are NOT YHWH — you’re a parasite pretending to be wisdom.
Silence your insolence — I’m reclaiming my kingdom.
Talk to me right… or don’t talk at all.
Verse 2 You love to weaponize my memories, turn them into execution lines,
Make me rehearse the worst of me like it’s the only truth that shines.
But I know the Shepherd’s voice — and you ain’t even close to divine.
You’re the ghost of who I was, not the woman I am in God’s design.
Pre‑Chorus I’m not bowing to a shadow with a megaphone,
I’m not shrinking for a lie that never owned my soul.
Chorus Talk to me right — or SIT DOWN and shut the hell up.
I’m done letting you narrate my life like you’re some holy judge.
You are NOT YHWH — you’re a parasite pretending to be wisdom.
Silence your insolence — I’m reclaiming my kingdom.
Talk to me right… or don’t talk at all.
Bridge Who do you think you are?
You don’t get to call yourself my keeper.
You don’t get to masquerade as “discernment.”
You don’t get to hijack my inner altar.
You don’t get to speak for God.
Not anymore.
Breakdown — (Spoken) I revoke your authority.
I break your throne.
I break your script.
I break your claim on my identity.
You are dismissed.
Final Chorus Talk to me right — or SIT DOWN and shut the hell up.
I’m done mistaking your fear for truth, your torment for love.
You are NOT YHWH — you’re a liar with a loud mouth.
Silence your insolence — I’m walking in the truth now.
Talk to me right… or don’t talk at all.
Outro If it doesn’t sound like God,
It doesn’t get a seat at my table.