[Verse 1 – Mold & Metaphor] Holy cheese—still stinkin When Jesus seen me broken, still in the wrapper With stinkin thinkin I keep to myself like elf on the shelf Sittin in the storefront labeled “Stinky Cheese” Cheese missin like empty pockets But I rock it regardless 'Til someone smells I’m the sh*t But an acquired taste Before I leave a shitty taste in your mouth Tastin as foul as you sound Walkin by while I sit and cry With the other holy cheese on the shelf Waitin to melt on your sandwich [Verse 2 – Process & Pour Out] I slip through the sands of time Tryin to fulfill you while I’m missin cheese too But with every bite, I give you a whiff of this truth Suno said they can make a song outta anything So I do like Jesus and put it to the test Show you the mold I give is good for you But I had to process it first And wait 'til you thirst When my stinky cheese had you cryin on your knees Needing that drink [Verse 3 – Holes & Healing] If you think this song is about Jesus cleanin me up And fillin in the cheese like He did you—but not me 'Cause the sh*t I think, no one sees A song in stinky cheese makes me a lil different than you The holes in my cheese? They came from givin to you when you was down too Jesus said don’t worry about those stinkin holes in your thinkin What you call bleeding is the same water That poured from me when I was jabbed in the side to die And poured out on you from the holes in my body too [Outro – Dugouts & Divine Broadcast] So change the way you use your lookout Change up like a dugout with different weed You’ll see everything happens to amuse me While I watch you do what you do And not ask Me to fill those holes too But you don’t know what you pour out If you walk around coverin your holes And let none of Me pour out
