-When a nation is in trouble or when you are in trouble, what you and I really need is a word from God and we need that message from God for a number of different reasons. First of all to find out what God is like, to find out what he has plnned, and then most assuredly to plan for the future to find out what lies ahead

[Verse 1: Ouija Macc]
I wake up
Brush the shake up off the scale
Roll a 3.6 light it up inhale (inhale)
2 bars one bean like yeah
Costs me 55 dollars to get out of my chair (here I go)
Poor Mama got a head of grey hair
This world's a bitch her sons a failure
Ain't a damn thing fair (but I love ya)
False Profits they'll talk to you anywhere
But not one got a fucking thing accomplished with a prayer
I know if karma was real than I'dve been dead already
I feel like god pics and chooses those who were never ready
They show me pictures of fire like that shits fittin' to scare me
Fires metaphoric of life, bitch we're in hell already
I owe the government racks, ruined my credit heavy
Tryna garnish wages they tax when they got my bread already
Selling dope is a trap them mormons tried to tell me
Papercut their throats with them fuckin pamphlets they try to hand me

[Chorus]
[Ouija] FALSE PROFITS!
[Choir Boy] Thou shalt thug, hittin liccs flippin briccs show no love
{FALSE PROFITS!}
Thou shalt do it, you ain't making real money unless you rob that plug
{FALSE PROFITS!}
Thou shalt get an education, get a job, pay the loans, but you gotta be patient
{FALSE PROFITS}
Thou shalt awaken, if you follow these profits most of y'all ain't gonna make it
[Verse 2: Choir Boy]
Just because you in a church don't mean you don't lie
Gospel of the gutta you can miss me with that bow tie
Was in the streets, I heard the preachers, i got both sides
Misleading my people man, that's that shit I don't like
Can't have my family lighting candles cause there's no light
So I gotta do my share of wrong even though I know right
I want my place in the sky gotta get my glow right
Bodies ain't built for eternity but my soul might
False Profits!
You may have a couple hidden in your team
Broadcasting propaganda, they already on the screen
In the subway on the phone, tryna sell your ass a dream
Pedal gospel like a drug, bitch I ain't no fuccin fiend
That degree, that degree
Boy you need that shit
Get the loan, buy some books, go on and read that shit
Go to class study hard, sweat and bleed that hit
Graduate, where's the job? you won't see that shit...

[SAMPLE]
FALSE CHRISTS AND FALSE PROFITS WILL ARISE AND PERFORM GREAT SIGNS AND WONDERS SO AS TO LEAD ASTRAY IF POSSIBLE EVEN THE ELECT

[Chorus]