(Verse 1: Ty Tethers)

Drop a bar

Sounds like the Blind Beggar crash landed

I have a vision that I'm tryna depict

So that your souls can R.I.P

Like a government file unzipped

Whatcha waitin' for

World's waitin' for you to do what you're made for

The people are sayin to just drop off

Finding Ty Tethers is what I'm tryna do

Or a rhyme or two

But they told me when I die I'm gonna go up to heaven

But maybe this place called heaven is just our mind re-livin

Ayeeee

But I don't want a second chance

I wanna say that the first was the best I had

But maybe death doesn't really exist

There's an end to our body but not what we gist

Time is nonexistent but he controls our lives

It's something that's made up just to poison our minds

Hey, that shit sounds like a ghost named Jesus Christ

(Hey, that shit sounds like a ghost named Jesus Christ)

(Verse 2: Mo-Ran)

I'm aware of what's happened

I'm aware of my whereabouts feelin' scared when I'm rappin'

Thinking one more word I could drop dead

Mom said

If I ever need anything, talk to her

I've read

Many websites sharin' insight on hate

Blind rage

Feelings of people betraying you, being unequal, I'm straight

Well, I think heaven's on Earth

That's why we see ghosts

Eat hosts just to show support for three ghosts

And baptize to prove our support for three year olds

Well that's wrong because they barely qualify as people

Is God leaving us just cause we act independent?

We can't do it all ourselves, the acts of love, we meant it

The facts and trust, we lent it

The assets that presented

The backin' up and stackin' up cash just to prove we'll spend it

Well how bout if I ask you who needs trust?

Power of Jesus

But if you don't need him then why would he need us?