Focused on the blurry, thoughts unsettling
Crossing all my T’s, perfection settle in
Bible ride with me, I’m living what it says

Alter crucifix, tell me what you can fix
Alter written scripts, with your bag of tricks
Usually see two sticks, with a man in it
Today I see myself, question answering
Faithful mom, with son who don’t believe in God
My sweaty palms clapped together I be praying some
Only believe when I grieve why do I deceive
Eat his bread, drink his wine, what have I received?

Looking to refute the Bible’s native root
What it preaches about, my religious doubts
But I need it now, yea I need it now