Base Pipe Baptism

🎵 Track 1: Base Pipe Baptism [Intro: Preacher Scr33n (Vocoder & Reverb)] My children… step into the glow… This ain’t no high… this a REVELATION… He who torch shall spark… shall never walk alone… HIT IT. --- [Verse 1] Blessed be the pipe, I baptize in propane, Talkin' to a sock, it said "Yo, we both insane." Paranoia preacher, wearin’ foil like it's chains, Saw Jesus in the carpet, told me "Stay up in your lane." Motel 6 turned shrine, altar made from twisted forks, Prophet in pajamas with a cart full of stolen shorts. Yellin’ at the moon like it’s a fed with tiny drones, Bible in one hand, the other holdin’ burner phones. --- [Hook: Choir of Busted Lighters] 🔥 BASE PIPE BAPTISM, I SEE THE TRUTH IN THE SMOKE! 💀 I AIN’T TWEAKIN’, I’M WOKE — I BEEN TO HEAVEN IN TOKES! 🔊 GOD HIT ME BACK THROUGH A STATIC-LACED BEAT! 👁 SAID “KEEP ON TORCHIN’, CHILD, YOU WALK THE HOLY STREET!” --- [Verse 2] I seen MK-Ultra scrollin’ through my Xfinity, CIA emojis in my methhead affinity. Woke up in the fridge, preachin’ out to Slim Jims, Wrote a manifesto outta scratcher dust and Jim Beam. Ashtray prophecies, decode the crystal patterns, Pentagrams on butter lids, broadcastin’ from Saturn. I'm the high priest of the street lamp throne, Found Nirvana in a gumball and a burner flip phone. --- [Bridge: Spoken Word Sermon] (Organ drone, church-like echo) They said I was lost… But they ain’t never met the God that lives in burnt toast. I saw the plan… etched in melted Bic plastic… I am the conduit… the vessel… the ghost of a thousand tweakers past…