Friends

[Verse 1] I just might write a rubric Finitely prove it Then infinitely send you mysteries On how He writes my music Existentially, our angle is acute It’s six degrees of separation from the truth Dude, crucify the blueprint! Exponentially, our angle is entangled In a trilogy to the power of 3 He's like a cubic Administer Advil To the ministers with no math skills Limited like calculus And thousands of us don’t adhere It’s like we have ears But, yo, we half hear What do we have here? Lycans in cashmere Mayans end last year With fire and cast fear Science just stands still Compliant to Dad’s will There’s a thin line between that rebellion and that submission Boy, I’m compelled to tell you this: It’s that both require you listening One quotes a road to redemption One elopes with intuition Masquerading as a habit Parading in contradictions Listen [Hook] We got them keys like 88 On a baby grand And that’s a kilo if you’re asking “How many grams?” And those are pictures you insta-capture On data plans And those are the ones that we know Because He calls us "Friends" [Verse 2] It’s crazy how non-religious The Savior of all these Christians Lived it Yet 80% of us Are still prisoners to religion Of our own… Like Oprah networking We go and check verses Quote, read, then proceed To misinterpret them in person Like, “Ooh this is just evil lurking That old me’s back to working…” You mean the ‘dead me’ That was crucified right back in them verses That died when He ripped that curtain So You and I could emerge Like Youtube and Google Searches For the new purpose? Friends! Let’s get our mental state up Like Pennsylvania or Alaska Just ask the Master for a different lens ‘cause light through the iris of those Who identify with being a sinner Dims the environment I am currently in (N) The past life, (N) So G, H, I, J, K, L, M We stand by grace through faith That new creatures ain’t prone to sin The new nature is to repent; Go do greater things than He did He wrote a note to the Romans We quote in poetry Friends! Those who have resurrected Have His Spirit within We’re more than C-3PO We’re immortally Qui Gon Jinn But be warned Licentiousness is a virus Fight it with Him This is not a license to sin It’s excitement for the condemned, boom [Hook (x2)] [Outro] Friends, he calls us “Friends” Ross, Monica, Joey, Chandler, Phoebe, Jennifer An…