Audio Climax

You a rambler standing at the pulpit with the mic
The sermon that you serving sounds insulted with your life
And if you googled it you couldn't prove the shit you spewing kid
You on some student tip and I ain't new to this get used to it

That was just a euphemis for get off your own crucifix
I purged you of your pious then I sent my Oompa Loompas in
So keep on actin like you holding this shit down
I gotta make sure the squad has got enough rolls to get around

The world ain't got enough bread left to break
Soon it won't even have a decent breath left to take
You're best to hedge your bets give your headset a break and levitate
Cuz heaven's just a pledge the dead rest in space

I'm no more or less holy than you celibate Tories
If I've one life I might as well be telling a story
Who need a book of revelation to be revelatory
If they saying they don't know satan then they selling a story man

FUCK THAT I'll tell you a fun fact,
You can see the world all you need is a bus pass
There is no one path, there's no one map
But you'd be better off with index cards and some thumb tacks confront that

It's about time some sound minds made an outline
I know my north from my south so I don't doubt mine
It's devour artists or starve in the street so don't tempt me
In this garden of eden you are what you're eating and I'm an MC RAGH