[Intro: Korban Baxter]
Uh, good evening, pastor
I would like to talk about my sins
*Sniffle* Yeah, I have a couple
Excuse me, my allergies are acting up right now, but
*Clears throat* Yeah
[Verse 1: Korban Baxter]
I got some sins, still own up to them
Was it ever worth it? Shit, I don't even know
Life goes like the wind blows
Flutes chiming, that's my kind of tone
Life spelled out, he's alone
Lone wolf on the journey, life set in stone
TSCF broke out of mold, and all our souls are showed
Growing old as the kitchen mode on Chef Q's home
52-18 will always be my zone
Catholic schoolboy flows with my tied up tie
And my jelly rose, spitting to my written woes
Now it's time to atone
[Interlude: Korban Baxter & (All Smiles)]
You will a-tone
Alright, thank you, pastor
(Oh, sorry. Excuse me)
(Hello father, I have a couple things I want to get off my chest)
(And this was the best place to do it)
(And um)