[Verse 1] Scribble scribble, inner vision How does an original scripture get written? How does it get taken for a true revelation Instead of imagination; what's the difference? Slick talker, mystic stalker Against all odds, white Canadian hip-hopper Badge of honour, belong to the tribe Tryin' to find the rhythm and the rhyme to describe The ineffable, and measure the untestable Eff with the ineffable and get your seminal vesicle Severed, gotta be more than clever Promised land, but the promise can't deliver Muhammad the Prophet of Islam was illiterate Hella eloquent, hence considered legitimate Nobody but God's messenger could pull that off As if Eminem had just freestyled “Rap God” [Verse 2] Improvisational sk**s improbable Still I'm skeptical, probably neurological Paul the Apostle, schizophrenic episode Addicted to religion, time to get some methadone Dead bodies everywhere, into the volcano Symbolism carved with a blade on a gravestone Jesus fish on a bumper, iconic Darwin fish, spaghetti monster, ironic Scientific method, quest for enlightenment No flies to vinegar, honey to entice ‘em in Rhymes are impediments, remedy forgetfulness A temple to enshrine sentimental efflorescences The crowd watches, like a voyeur Negative a**essment, Shiva the Destroyer Still conjuring words to invoke spirits Witchcraft on the mic with the ghost lyrics [Verse 3] Swagger like a peaco*k, what is rap for? Hand on my crotch, standing on a trapdoor Encyclopedic, songs in a catalogue Charles Darwin on the mic tryna battle god So many scattered thoughts, gotta reign ‘em in Get my skates strapped on for the main event Rap, religion, gotta take it serious Don't pull punchlines, somethin' for the curious Be fearless, and inquisitive Much safer now than when the inquisition visited Weave facts into rap vocabulary And see if anything's left that's not imaginary Try to rebuild the boat without sinkin' it Duct tape, keep it afloat, brinkmanship No way to please both believers and heathers Try to at least offend for the right reasons