go back to the prophet you see the prophecy come into picture undoing myths locked away they laughed at this scripture hounded and mocked away and now they really see there aint no stopping me live by the gun die by the same one eat from off the land that i came from not a bone for a vulture unless i tamed one watching mommas cry over theyre slain son picture my wings getting ripped of with jigsaws so i cant fly and tear their skin off over your head now im over the rim yall all these injections are wearing me thin dog and your telling me how i should pray now just lay down or pay out its that time of the day now i say loud and now they want it to be something they were controlling ya see they want you to talk sideways so they can fold in your teeth totin the beast blowing with leafs but no one believes now you gone with another story to be told on this road with a morning retreat all this glory released and pass to another watch for devils undercover while you sit and wonder will i make it out (or not) or will i feel the thunder praying for God to give me another number