[Intro - Pastor]
"So what’s wrong with these pastors?

The first thing that’s wrong with them is they’re not going out and preaching the gospel!
But secondly, the problem is, that they’re afraid to preach what needs to be preached!
He’s saying, 'these guys are fearful, these guys are dismayed, and therefore
I’m gonna have to set up different shepherds, different pastors, that don’t have that fear!'

Jesus Christ says to these pastors…"

[Hook - Jesus Christ]
“Oh my god, god damn it, I’m the mother fucking man
Don’t you ever mistake me for any less than that!
And to hell if you don’t like me… (you can suck my dick)
Fuck it, you know what, thoughts and prayers as a fix
Oh my god, god damn it, I’m the mother fucking man
Don’t you ever mistake me for any less than that
And to hell if you don’t like it, got some prayers as a fix
Thoughts and, thoughts and, thoughts and prayers as a fix”

[Verse 1 - Saint Ripley]
Wanna change the world or earn some fame?
Wanna be a legend or stop this hate?
God’ll always love me with my mistakes
Glamour, glitz won’t make my name
Call death for one: your heretic
Drop bombs away, watch channels flip
Is quite alright, a statistic
Cause God will loves the children if…
They gotta skin tone flat white, cocaine
Only have sex they deemed is straight
Send a paycheck to NRA
And pray to Jesus, heard him say

[Verse 1 (cont'd) - Jesus Christ]
“These songs gone bang, and you’re my saint
Unload your clip and seal their fate
As long as Congress lining pockets
Go my son, and spread my name
And tell these sons of bitches you’re the god damn man
I see no mother fuckin reason you can’t play that hand
If they don’t like my logic, they can suck my dick!
And fuck, if they don’t like it
Thoughts and prayers as a fix!

"Thoughts and
Thoughts and
Thoughts and
Thoughts and
Thoughts and prayers as a fix!"

[Interlude - Pastor]
“So he says to these pastors…”

[Hook - Jesus Christ]
“Oh my god, god damn it, I’m the mother fucking man
Don’t you ever mistake me for any less than that!
And to hell if you don’t like me… (you can suck me dick)
Fuck it, you know what, thoughts and prayers as a fix
Oh my god, god damn it, I’m the mother fucking man
Don’t you ever mistake me for any less than that
And to hell if you don’t like it, got some prayers as a fix
Thoughts and, thoughts and, thoughts and prayers as a fix!

[Verse 2 - Jesus Christ]
“Saint or sinner, friend or foe
Watch Congress make them caskets close
They worship cash and cage up kids
They claim I fill their vacant souls
A vengeful god runs through my veins
They wage they wars all in my name
No longer will I stand here, idle
While they worship idols
Of oppressors and enslavers in they anthems, on their bills
They lace it ‘in god we trust’, deprive you of your fill!”

[Verse 2 (cont'd) - Saint Ripley]
“But Jesus Christ, to take this fight, oh, who the hell am I?”

[Verse 2 (cont'd) - Jesus Christ]
“you’re no one if let my sheep be hearded just to die
I gave you life, I lend you breathe, your voice is but a gift!
So will you sit a coward, will you rise and raise a fist?
Resist, go take aim, expose they true face!
And when they point blame
Give ‘em prayers as a fix!

"Thoughts and
Thoughts and
Thoughts and
Thoughts and, thoughts and prayers as a fix!"