171 – Sweet’s Beat

God reasoned my name "Noah Sweet" 
Because he knew I'd be a treat 
& be not afraid to kick my feet 
Rocking your boat is my Ark's feat 
I Am the Rock & Church is a feat-
-ure being tortured by the elites 

Opened your "GOAT" throat, a bleat 
Fucked-up Flow, no rhythm & beat 
Wasted words too week to ever beat 
Me; embarrassed face red as beets 
Just go home, Time to take a seat 
They don't let losers like You eat