Misconceptions 4

Wait a minute
(Dyllie, uh-huh)

You know them Christians is all bigots (you know I ain't lying)
Want riches, burn bridges, build walls, tall fences (all of 'em)
All critics, quick to call y'all wicked
But when it come to the poor, then it be all crickets
I'm at Chick-fil-A with a single gay and we singing 'Crae
Finna pray, switch it to Kendrick and then the chicken came
Renegade, not 'cause it's the quickest way to get the fame
Penetrate, heart of stone and then I rode the living way
Deconvert and you just tell 'em, "Read the Word"
Probably should bandage up the wound that you see bleeding first
Meet them where they speakin'
Do not leave with you, a heathen first
Be the person that they need so they can see that Jesus works
He can make a lion out of liar, Magic City a choir
Transform you too if you feeling a little shyer
Question, did you think you too messy for the Messiah?
Misconception is that your mess could disqualify you
Do not follow me, we follow the One who part the seas
I can't follow party or politicians so pardon me (pardon me)
Full up on they neck 'cause they never Eric Garner gonna breathe
I know they confused, they thought believers could not agree

My comment section Normandy Beach, it's led in their speech
Don't Stevie wonder why y'all got so bold on them keys
I'm off of the leash, my church clothes is all white tees
And off-white jeans, don't play with me, that's all I need, boy
Look, I got confessions
I spoke with Yeshua about the Jesus that you mention
He looked me in my face and told me that He never met him (nah, nah)
So boy, I need apologies and then some (right now)
Then add another zero, Messiah only wanna come free though
I am not your savior or your hero
A dummy told me Jesus wasn't friends with the people (dummy, sound stupid)
I said you might D-E-A-F, how you feel?
Y'all so uptight, you know that some of us finna cut right?
He still let me drink from His cup, aight?
I hope I get you mad, 'cause it's better to be pissed off than pissed on
I know it firsthand, it's been raining on black lives

Like you, I was on the east side too (what?)
Knew a couple shooters, hands high with the Ruger
Get foolish, never know what a fool might do (is you done?)
Nah, I was in the dark, no truth
Gripping for a limit but I hang by the noose
Look at me, I don't look nothing at all like you
Church full of hypocrites, they all like you
Well, love what I found when I found that truth
Love gave it all, so it's all I do
Who are you, telling me? What's love 'gon do?
Love ain't never make my daddy come through (true)
And love ain't never have my momma get a roof
Over our head so tell me what a God 'gon do
Listen, block or the church, pick a temple to run to
Each side looking for the rock of Gibraltar
Standin' at the cliff, either fly or you falter
I choose life in the palm of Jehovah

Ha, yeah, you know (oowee, wait a minute)

Look, I'on even know why I'm rapping, they never listen (nah)
They like, "Ain't that what's-his-name who be Gospel rapping
That Christian?" (Oh yeah)
I'm standing on a raft in an ocean waving a flame
Like, "Look at me I'm friends with Kendrick, I'm not a lame" (wow)
Look, truthfully they'll never let us get in
The major misconception is that we supposed to fit in
And we got Indie Tribe, we got Holy Smoke, trust the Holy Ghost (yeah)
You don't need to industry to know you, if you know you dope (woo)
Look, before the music, I was riding 'round in my mother's whip
Lot a Tesla doors rise up like the mothership (whoa)
Mind of a militant, abolitionist, a citizen
Literate as an immigrant, teaching people the infinite (let's go)
Yeshua, yes, I'm serious
Just in case you was curious
My wife, half saint, half city girl (all period)
Don't need a reformation, my people was never Catholic (nah)
Head above the water, my mama couldn't be Baptist (woo)
They don't even make a category for my allegory
Raised all of your kids, so now I'm coming for my alimony (check)
Married to the streets, but they don't recognize the matrimony
Missionary since the honeymoon, you know it's mandatory
One sixteen on my flesh, I bleed different (yeah)
My kids raised on CHH, I breed different (different)
It's Vincent Bantu on my shelf, I read different (woo)
I drink the blood then eat the flesh, my greed different (ugh)