I am a Christian I bow for prayer
Yeah I am rappin' but I don’t need to swear
I am living for another life nothin down here
His love is eternal, we can all share
I live in Him so no need for fear
So it don't matter what I wear
Or if my polo tear
If you ain't livin for em you'll spend eternity in a layer
Only God can judge me
You might need a lawyer
Yolo! No no
You know I know the Lord not Lord of the Rings like Frodo
We live twice
Don't roll the dice
Sleeping around and getting money will not suffice
It don't matter about your baggage
Unpack your bags
Life's not about money bags
I am hungry for more
Like Scooby and Shags
I can’t wait to be taken
Like the anticipation of bacon
Contemplatin' fate at heaven's gate
Enlighten the night and
Actions speak louder than words, but I can't hear ya
I don't want a blunt to put it bluntly
Homonym
Resorting to snorting
Like hom 'n ’em
What did Jesus dream?
Did He dream of me daydreaming fiending sinning the day away?
He died for us and now we are saved
Sometimes the truth don't rhyme
Sometime my lines will get millions of views
Prolly not in pews
I ain't worried about them shoes
Need Adidas?
We a slave to sin
But now He freed us
2 rings that's LeBron
We nuts like pecans
I am rare like filet mignon
They like Tom, what chew been on
I am just high on that Gody
No I am not illuminati
Keep people on their toes like ballerinas
I don't need to be drinking on no Funky Cold Medinas
I would rather pass around jokes than blunts
Are those needs or just wants
I want to die
But I know it’s not my time
Getting arrested?
Give it a rest
I am a-rested man
I didn’t think I could rap
But I guess I can
Chano's chaos
And all the friends he lost
I am not tryna go rogue and
Laugh too much like Seth Rogan
I got tres traces
Father son holy spirit
I really hope you hear it
Like two peas in a pod
That's me and God
He grew on me
Like Ivy
I got no weed
Check what I peed
I have a chip on my shoulder
In case I get hungry
I just do it for His glory
With society's bar so low
I can walk over it
The Biblical bar
Has me jumpin' for it
And yeah you should feel it
It's called the Holy Spirit
Forgive us for our sinful habits
Forget closets we can fill full cabinets
My rhymes are top shelf
But you can't reach ‘em
They don't know about God?
Let me teach ‘em
Pitter patter
On a little latter
A little later
I am a little short on faders
On my Christmas wish list
Is to put Christ back in Xmas
I can't get an A
Probably around the D range
I run around preaching like
"He's a little deranged"
I'm new to the game
I'll take the blame
I hope now you know His name