My time is limited
My time is limited
But I still take my time
But I still take my time
I'm not famous enough to
Have a bunch of haters.
Broken light saber.
How I'm posed to battle Darth Vader?
Getting older how I'm
Post to wait to make it later?
I move fast like when I
Ask Tahneece if I could date her.
I like to speak my mind like
Steven A on First Take.
Y'all try to be hard
But lack flavor like a burnt steak.
And everybody can't do Christian songs
And make it work.
The gospel's inconveniеnt like
Accidents on the way to work
I nеver ever tried to fit in.
At times I can be rebellious
The equivalent of a 1960s sit in.
Most of us are unashamed
Yet ashamed Christians.
One day we carrying
Our cross and then the next we isn't.
Situational faith.
Hypocritical actions
Conflict with our passions
That's why nobody's listening
Compliments on my beard
They say the gray is wisdom.
I think it's stress cause
Life goes on without an intermission
My time is limited
My time is limited
But I still take my time
But I still take my time
My time is limited
My time is limited
But I still take my time
But I still take my time
Best rapper alive
Christian or non-Christian.
My lines box competition
With arms missing.
When I'm spittin
Everybody and they moms listen.
Its like Nas flippin
With a little Psalms mixed in.
So who cares if
Mainstream will ever let 6 in.
My high style Towers
Over kids like I'm 6'10
The imperfect servant
That speaks words that
Leaves a bunch of hearts converted
And a thousand tracks murdered!
Evangelist. I
Tell it all like a tabloid.
Feel like Diddy. My wife shine
She with a badboy.
Point at me from afar and say
Yall heard of that boy?
When he get on the Mic
He one ridiculous black boy!
I tell the world Christ is the Great Physician
They don't acknowledge they sickness
They get a second opinion.
I spit like hip-hop is my dominion.
World is backwards so I guess
God is the villain and I'm one of His minions.
It seems everybody
Been a mess since the Simpsons.
Homer or O.J.
Like red shirts I don't play!
Jesus took the cover change I don't pay although I pray for strength
Cause I don't walk round like
Everything's okay.
I need a hug.
I need a friendly word.
I wish that moments in
Last few years never occurred.
They look at me like being
Drake status is so absurd.
But I'm not failing I just
Want success on my own terms
My time is limited
My time is limited
But I still take my time
But I still take my time
My time is limited
My time is limited
But I still take my time
But I still take my time
Come thru yo speakers
Revolutionary like sofritas.
Yall rappers cooling off like old heaters.
Cooling off like an
Evening in Costa Rica.
Trying to fight overconfidence
Cause I'm supposed to beat ya.
Fresher than a gallon of scope.
Drowning your sorrows
In a gallon of hope.
The happy outcast
With a penchant for standing out.
Like doing a standing drop kick
During a boxing bout!
I keep rebounding like
Satan isn't boxing out
And stare at these trill rappers like
What they heck he talking bout?
You ain't on fleek.
You on fluke.
You ain't on peak.
You on puke!
Matter of fact you on my last nerve,
Tripping over the curb
Trying to recover and act cute.
All I need is a sixteen to split spleens
Show me crushing six teams
Of rappers over split screens!
Magnificent melodies
Back lyrics that make disciples.
Written with the pen bless the
Crowd like a stack of Bibles.
Excuse me while I
Praise God and smack my rivals.
I blame the devil for
Trying to keep me suicidal.
I blame myself for giving
Satan a canvas to paint on.
I'm about love but he's the
Person I'm allowed to hate on.
My words sink in like a
Car seat and melted crayon.
Are you sure that I'm the
Rapper that you wanna take on?