I feel like we very afraid man we fear what they say
How they going to hate us if we fail to keep them areas gray
They telling us to put our weapons down, and bury them blades
Even our peers tell us not to get too carried away

Now I'm afraid to speak out against gays marrying gays
And I'm so slow to be vocal, `cause they going to say that I'm loco
And they going to say that I'm judgmental, then they going to throw a low blow
Like
I'm behind the times and should be in a home like the old folks

I promise you homey I ain't so slow poke
I know what's going on and I ain't moving in slow mo' [uh]

I like Bono, high society's fine
And I ain't' get a problem with Christians trying to be wise
Or making good music and spitting quality rhymes
I guess I got a problem with Christians trying to hide

You used to be a prophet, but now you trying to be signed
Dag, you done scribbled out all the lines that divide
And I can't be too surprised, it's just a sign of the times
If you just give me a moment, I'm trying to balance these lines

`cause I think we could use both
Hold on. Break bads
This ain't about me taking jabs at the latest fads
Now this about all my youngins and the questions they ask
Like "I'm a Christian rapper now, can I wear my name tag?"
Bottom line, you got freedom. I ain't trying to make the law
It's whatever, just dont try to make us all take it off
`cause if the label kills my career, then I take the loss
And I ain't trying to fight you man, this is just table talk