[Intro]
"...whatever, one of 'em. I don't even care, you can keep that, too. You know how sometimes they slide into it."
[Verse 1]
Uh, it's been a while since Nothing to Lose
Exactly 29 months since I sung with the dude
Nah, we not friends, if all good things come to an end
Then bad ones should never begin
So I just took it as a loss in stride, though
When lies flow, it's off the Mount Everest
I'm trying to take the high road
Even when they say you said stuff that you didn't say
It's Alzheimer's in faith, at times forgetting to pray
Took up photography, it made things smoother
But there were times my mind said "Make 'em respect the shooter"
But that wouldn't honor the Lord
For me to put out that girl to crush, youngun, nah, this ain't a cougar
I'm describing, it's a Ruger all chrome with the black handles
So in dark times, always had a silver lining
But that was the old me, this new me can deal with
'Cause His blood it covers and by His grace, it still fits
[Hook]
There's a distance between the booth and the pulpit
But they both can convict if the shoe fits
There's a reason unto the Lord that we do spit
And cast a wide net to see if the shoe fits
There's a difference between the booth and the pulpit
But they both can convict if the shoe fits
There's a reason unto the Lord that we do spit
And cast a wide net to see if the shoe fits, uh
[Verse 2]
A lot's changed in this landscape
'Cause things have evolved like it's man-apes
From cultural mandates to date men
Stuff I only thought that was possible in the state pen
My pen states these statements
I'm cool with the reasons why Hell is so overheated
Saying grace but other than that, they swear they don't need it
And I be wondering how God sees it
'Cause He's willing to bless you
And they with it as long as it's just sneezes
Sometimes I be pondering the people Reach reaches
Ironic, a rap label leaves its core fans speechless
They talk walk in my shoes, but I don't like the sneakers
And we never been fans, so being blown didn't reach us
You having a good run, but soon they gonna ask
If you believe faith and homosexuality chillax
You can't dodge that, if you answer that Biblically
You gon' have some problems, more than arithmetically, it fits
[Hook]
There's a distance between the booth and the pulpit
But they both can convict if the shoe fits
There's a reason unto the Lord that we do spit
And cast a wide net to see if the shoe fits
There's a difference between the booth and the pulpit
But they both can convict if the shoe fits
There's a reason unto the Lord that we do spit
And cast a wide net to see if the shoe fits, uh
[Verse 3]
Last but never least, the God of grace and peace
Made us believe in this make believe, I came from the yard
Without the rake and leaves, where the bars don't rhyme
Think making love to a clock, it means that you doing time
The prison's in your mind, it's funny Christ is the rock
They looking down on this uphill climb
But Jesus is that solution, if we really wanted to
Could've been past the resolutions that are coming through
It's been terrifying, but the light came and the dark moved out
It's like we gentrified, thank God He hears our cry
And all our frustrations, I ain't the only one that knows this ain't right
NutraSweet in the honey buns
And thanks to the people who supported my direction
To my Day Ones, who voiced when I never got the mentions
To those I never met and the ones I befriended
Thanks, Curt Kennedy, #See4, my time's ended
Uh
[Outro]
"No hook there. Just let that ride out."
