Faith, what faith?
(“You know you have it”)
I’m just a pair-a eyes
(“You know you got it”)
Starin’ into the floor
(“You know you want it”)
No big surprise
(“You know how to pop it”)

Quaker, Quaker (come on)
Come on and
Shake our faith up (come on come on)

Reason’s just another word for
“Gravity”
Grabbin’ me, She just keep circlin’ and circlin’
Into his pull
“Treason’s” just another word for
Not being that into ya
Have you ever taken “No” for an answer before?
Dummy
It’s written write into ya

Quaker, Quaker (come on)
Come on ova’ here, and
Shake our faith up (come on come on)
I don’t know what I’m doin’
(“Yes you do”)
And that’s the fun part
(“What are you even talking about”)
This is all a vanguard way to exist
(“Google, define…”)
Yet it’s in our makeup
(“Y? Y’s it our makeup, Colson?”)

You’re being pulled (come on!)
Into place (there you go)
And now you’re stopped, dropped
And locked into position
That’s
“Choreography”

I’m being lulled (“What? No”)
Into space (“Stop”)
And now I’m mocked, socked
And stoned in position
That’s soteriology (ha)
Hm
(Maybe)

Come on, come on
Fuck is this rhythm?
Fuck is this gravity
Like rabbits, ya maggots
Fuck is this heathen?
Fuck is this majesty
You’re maggots, dagnabbit
Fuck is this rhythm
Fuck is this travesty
I’m naggin’ ya, [censored]
Fuck is this heaven?
Fuck is this dynasty
(Ooh) I’m just a, Quaker poet
(Christ)
Howdy-do yet?
Said hoo, I’m just the gravity of
Linguistic fusion
(Fusin’ Babylon’s Babel back together again)
How’d he do it?
(Christ) (Hi)
(“Hi Jesus”)
Oof—no (“Huh?”)
Nuh uh
I’m just a poet

What is this depth that engirds us?
What is this sheath
That we all seem enmeshed in
“Gravity”
Powerin’ mass into time
Orderin’ peace into place

Depth is a unity
(Thank unity we all have reasons in common)
Unity is a gravity
(Thank gravity we all have seasons as bondage)

Unity’s just another word for
“Gravity”
Grabbin’ me, She just keep circlin’ and circlin’ me
Into Her years
“Treason’s” just another word for
Not being that into ya
Have you ever taken “No” for an answer before?
Dummy
I’ll ride it right into ya
Image is Satan
And depth—
Death is a gravity