I know you hear this beat, it sounds like something to step with.
But morals and your music you want them seperate.
Like garnish on the side something ya'll don't mess with.
That Christo-centric, rap eclectic.
You might like rap that's wild and reckless.
A soapbox for the young and restless.
They got your head bobbing till you lose your necklace, or better yet bobbing till it leaves you neckless.
You know where death is, where no more breath is and third graders learn how to leave you chestless.
Where God is dissed, dismissed, and distant.
And far from they heart cause they hard and wicked.
And sin hates God for real.
That's why he's rarely talked about and he don't get the mass appeal.
You might see sin blessing a mill.
While it eats and it cheats on its spouse out seeking a thrill.

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