Stinkin' Thinkin'

[Verse 1] They say I got no sense But I got incense burnin’ from my chest Sat alone on a pew like I stink But my shower lasted an hour Still they flinch at my presence Like grace got a scent they ain’t ready to smell [Hook] Stinkin’ thinkin’—I’m tryna replace it Be more Christian, less misfit But they said “get the flock away” Like my schizophrenic brain ain’t baptized in flame Heart runneth over with grace and pain Pumpin’ from different veins [Verse 2] I grind overtime like a dry burger Overcooked, underloved But I’m just right—flippin’ table beef Still smilin’ in disbelief That you can’t see me grieve And I believe in more than me And I’ma die that way From the way that He stay [Bridge – Spoken Word Freestyle] Even when I’m up to no good Writing long-ass texts to people Who do me no good Still I send it Still I sing it Still I give it To the ones who need it [Outro] Not sure what the hell just happened But I think the writer of this song took over Typed the last line like it was being sung And maybe it was Maybe it always is When pain turns to praise And the misfit becomes the bridge