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Ink drippin’ thesis, bars resurrect as Jesus,
Scriptures turn to heaters, bless the booth, ignite the speakers—
I’m clockin’ demon time, twelve to nine, these revelations,
Spicy as my Chick-fil-A, Pete’s erasin’ as David’s son.
Ink is gone—cleanse the soul o’ man.

Powerful lyrics, blending biblical references with modern imagery. The artist showcases a unique mix of spirituality and raw creativity in their music. A thought-provoking piece that resonates with the audience on multiple levels.