95 Thesis

Hello friends I'm glad we meet again

It's been far too long I'm so happy you could attend

Allow my thoughts to pay their rent

As I deposit two cents

Tell me do you consent to let me vent

Too late

This is my 95 thesis as I speak my grievance Allow your ears to read this

Let's expose the secrets Exercise the demons

By recognizing these sins We can get back to Ephesians

The industry is evil deceiving many people

Got you worshipping emotions and ignoring the Prince of Peace bro

Idolizing those with a microphone

That commit adultery back at home

Everything will be exposed when the knee bows before the throne

Focused on money but don't pay attention

Ears to hear but never listen

Eyes to see but lacking vision

Foolishly invoke the name of Christian

Sowing division with your opinions

Focus on the one that's risen

Tradition became its own religion

This isn't the church that Christ envisioned

Have a good heart and a wicked tongue

One will devour the other one

The thoughts you create is no mistake

The words escape the damage is done

You speak the name of Jesus but you focus on your N-I-L

Look at me look at me Riding the carousel to hell

If only cross you know is a designer piece You're deceived

I can only judge the fruit From your tree it's diseased

Look around and read the room

Are You too afraid to face the truth

They don't hate you because of Jesus They hate his name because of you

Something rolled to take the edge away when stress is on the rise

Something cold that I can press in vein depressing trying to find

Something to hold cuz nothing ever stay restless where we ride

When I'm low I gots to medicate I mean meditate

Open Bible app on my cell phone and then I'm pressing play

Practice pushing raps thats full of crap that I would never say

Mission getting stacks for spitting plaques petition getting paid

Stacking tickets off of Christians listening to what i say

And I was talking Cadillacs and hoes last week

I was a whole black sheep from head to toe

I'm dressed in gold well that aint change

Until I'm told my goal can't see unless the name of

Christ confessed in all the prose man speak

And it aint hard tellem that they gon be rich if they keep worshipping

Tellem they'll be healthy and soon enough they'll be further than

The people that be hating on them they'll pay For the work again

They'll want you on stage play the game you deserve it kid