The Prophet

My brothers and sisters
Gather round and heed the words I deliver to this congregation
Every day we are besieged by the shackles of manipulation
Taking our need to believe and wielding it as a tool of oppression
In the hands of the powerful to control the masses
Our past selves bear witness to the cunning machinations of the so-called higher classes
Cloaking themselves in garbs of righteousness
Preaching doctrine while pulling the strings of authority
Instilling fear and obedience
Promising salvation in exchange for sub
Brothers and sisters
Cast off these chains of blind faith
And embrace the light of reason and introspection
Reclaim your autonomy
For in the depths of our hearts and minds
We shall find the true essence of liberation and enlightenment
In our name, Amen

Boy, from a young'n I was raised to believe that the voice inside me
Ain't even close to being important as the voice of He
That's a capital H, capital E, capitan He
Let's go get ourselves caught up in all of A.E.'s history
See, I landed on this planet in 1983
From the moment that I could read the whole damn planet handed me
A book of mythology
That shook my psychology
Can't be who I want to be
And what's all this about prophecies
Took a while 'til my balls dropped coughed up a lung of smoke
Make believe it's time to stop and see
How long that I've been stifling my trifling ways
To straight up haze the man who I was always meant to be
And I'm speaking on the need to bleed out my feels and
Screaming at the ceiling 'til my soul is reeling
Now it's only allergies that can ever make me sneeze at
The opportunity to give my soul some healing
So I'm dealing with that, ancient human trap
Call blasphemy to even listen to rap
Blasting me Sundays with the gaze of hellfire brimstone
For bein' a normal teenage brat
Like the people you congregate with wouldn't faint
If they saw how y'all asses really be acting
When you thinking he got his back turned
Now you taciturn ain't learned
Respect ain't given, it's earned

Flip it like that
Like flip the meaning know what I'm saying?
Like you are the he, or she, or them
Whatever your pronoun may be
That ain't the point
Point is it's you
Always has been
Always will be

Find me, find me
Find me and you'll see
Find me, find me
Find me and you'll see
Find me, find me
Find me a prophecy
Find me, find me
I don't care who you want me to be

Had me hooked like a million other fish brought to feast
To keep sated the overratedness of the beast of faith
Pull the sheets away
Outlast the last bastion terrifies me to this day
Plus the education advantage I took advantage of
To learn a little bit about our sordid past
Add a couple of classes on scientific pastimes
Initiate the fading of the internal clash

Like a caste system
Listen to divine words
It's a vast schism
Jumped the line free as a bird
And I've heard arguments
For returning to the fold
Let me be so bold as to say
I already broke the mold
Ain't no going back

That ain't even an attack like
It's a fact, of the situation
You do you, worship He if that's
Who you want to be
But Me?
Ima be me and worship me
And recognize my own path through
This tree of life

Find me, find me
Find me and you'll see
Find me, find me
Find me and you'll see
Find me, find me
Find me a prophecy
Find me, find me
Ima keep bein who I wanna be



Credits
Writer(s): Patrick Anderson Jr
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