Moose juice, goose juice, eat up these rappers like couscous
Nah, I ain’t tryna bite, the world’s looking dark, I’m just tryna be a light
I got that candle, put it on a mantle, put it in a bushel? That’s a no-can-do
That’d be mishandling all I’ve been handed, that’d be mismanaging all of my talents
Half of what these rappers talking I don’t understand, yo; it’s money, money, money, money, trapping out the bando
Ain’t flipping bills, riding ‘round in a Lambo; flipping through John, riding ‘round bumping Lamp Mode
Ay, @ me if you wanna throw hands, el ganso de oro my handle
In Florida, toes in the sand, you try me I’m throwing my sandal
Wake up and I praise the Lord, some people say that I’m crazy for it
Got the Word on me, they like “you a Christian, I can tell by your laser sword”
We in the cut but ain’t taking shorts, we blazing forth with a crazy force
With the Holy Spirit, our power ranges (rangers), might mess around and go Megazord
Ay, I ain’t Tommy though, sometimes I doubt like Tommy yo
I feel led (lead) and stay lying down like someone let the Tommy blow
I’m just dust bro, I keep it one-hundo
My faith is on mini, I’m tryna get it on wumbo
You know, I wumbo, you wumbo, he, she, me, wumbo
(Yuh, yuh) bump all that gusto, I’m tryna be humble
Making this mixtape, it was easy to mix too much pride in it
That’s why Still Jesus by Shai Linne made me rewrite it
“Jesus is my co-pilot”? Yeah that’s a riot
Jesus can pilot the plane man I’m just lucky to ride it
Like I’m flying United; share a bit of what Christ did?
I’m always down like Forest Whitaker’s eyelid
I was lost like I was on Gilligan’s Island
Fixing to dine in Hell, was on my Leonidas
I’m in alliance with His Highness, yeah you might’ve guessed it
He’s higher than TIE fighter pilots on psychedelics
He’s higher than lie detector lines on a guy with a
Set of fiery skinny jeans, I’ma say what I really mean
He’s really king, claimed that I’m His son yeah this ain’t Billie Jean
I let Him do the talking, Milli Vanilli to Elohim
Willy-nilly with silly schemes, been in the factory with these
Sweet bars like Willy, also, blood-washed so I’m really clean, for real