Get hyper. Life's brighter like fire fighters
Stopping fires from night lighters
Lighting fires in sight of ghetto lime lighters.
Right wrongs. Don't go right along with songs about thongs.
Stay strong. Don't stray away or play with wicked weed bongs.
We throng. Ring gongs like ding dong.
Call the lost to the cross like a tourist at an intersection.
Christ is word of life like living by an interjection.
Pure perfection with no defection and straight deflection of all infections
And reap the blessings from genuflections.
We need to stress him who rescued us when the Jews done stretched him.
So what's your question. You need a lesson
And be walkin' with Jesus more than Kanye West did.
I been caught up like I just got arrested
and filled with more grace than Chris Brown without that Rihanna session.
I attack a track with divine math:
Add good without all the wicked subtracts
Add that to Calculus level rap, then the Stats intact
And I don't even stack. Yeah, I don't need the cash. Would rather blow up mics as if it was Iraq.
And I ran to you till I was out of breath. I bet you didn't guess
Since every freestyle I spit with it was still finesse.
I'm about to finish so I'll point to the whiz. He is who is
And is the one because. because. because of the wonderfull things he does.
Now I'll just drop the tone and leave the mic alone
Til Toto screams! What? There's just no place like home.