1 G.O.A.T.

Lyrics

[Verse] Being a Christian's like a you in a draft class with Jordan 'Cause there's one GOAT, and the rest of us ain't that important Compared to all of His competition, man, that gap's enormous He's got a leg up on 'em, more like He's Captain Morgan Don't really got the time to go back and forth with you, habit-forming Little mumble rappers, who peddle death just like you Jack Kevorkian I can't support them, I be at the morgue and I'm adding corpses I'm sending shots, so everybody up, just like them cats in Oregon A wise man once told me "Shoot, only timе'd tell" But the only person that rеally knows it man, is God Himself In this position, man, I get no glimpses behind the veil (Nope) But if I can't trust Jesus, then Hitler is not in hell (Ah-oh) Well, man, I think you see where this going, wait a second Let me breathe for a moment 'cause I could Ether opponents But I'd much just rather speak on Jesus' atonement And claim you save, but a lot of y'all can't even spit sixteen without boasting, oh But His love really run deep as an ocean Anyone can walk wit'Him, kinda like them sneakers you bowlin', ugh Understand, yo, the plans that He has for you (That He has for you) Shoot, it's bigger than a mailman' calf muscles (Mailman' calf muscles) The type of strength you couldn't fathom the magnitude That Thanos dude and his crew, but couldn't add up to (Nope) What can I say? Without His grace, it gets bad for you And by your faith, there's not a thing that you can't renew In 2020, man, it just felt like all of my heroes died So I just focused on myself, 'cause I know that mirror don't lie (Don't lie) I never been qualified to judge another man for sin (Man for sin) Your playful addicts on social media, I be at the gym (Ah-oh) Lot of my writtens go directly in the trash (Trash) Kinda like the Browns, I be having questionable drafts The flesh, it can get bad, especially in the lab (Bad, lab) Like, I'ma lose my way a bit, like GPSes when they crash (Crash) Through the bars that have been crafted, if God's considered absent (Crafted, absent) Well, that's playin' wit fire, kinda like an arsonist with matches Look, man, if I ain't got Your spirit when I be talking to the masses I just pray I pump the brakes, kinda like a car that sits in traffic (Ooh-wee) Have mercy, please give me graces, swear, I need it (Need it) Homie, if you know what was at stake, well, then you would eat it (Eat it) But you can't, 'cause you're anemic, unable to receive it ('Anemic, 'cieve it) Fully in denial, but you ain't swimmin' in Egypt (Boy, hahahaha) The Cornerstone is who the builder's rejecting But He still seeks and saves the lost like a real good detective I'm revealin' the message for the children that's guessin' Who they Father is, like Jada tellin' Will that she's pregnant Bumpy (Haha) [Outro] Ayy, woo I gotta question though Who Is Mark James? That's more like it, uh Man, light the flame (Man, light the flame) Hey, uh, let's go