I said walk wit Jesus

Walkin in my freedom

Talkin like a leader

Everytime da weeks up

Get back on my feeta

Laid out on a beach chair

Its ok to ease up

Little time for leisure

I enjoy my life but

If i get too cozy

Ill blow up my light bulb

Then the world won't see

Trample over cold feet

Then im good for nothing but

Rappin over cold beats

Man there goes another one!

Tryna make friends with the A list

Becomin preoccupied with my paycheck

Sorta like i play chess

Caught up in da matrix

Had a bigger heart when i was workin down at payless

Now i get board meetings

Rather make record deals

Set up in a board meeting

Talk about record sales

Now on a tour to keep money on my credit cards

If i lose focus on Jesus then i'm better off!

Bein cursed

I dont think that we're alert

When we only read the verses wrote in our church!

But dats da gospel industry

Travel in dat culture

What happened to the ministry

Man its gettin so stale

Recyclin the same songs for fear dat it won't sell

Therefore we won't tell a sinner that they'll go to hell

Goin to da workshops

Creepin into hotels

(shhhhhhhh)

If you dont say a word then i won't tell

A futile king james just indescretion grow stale

Cover it up with fig leaves

Then im just a fig tree