This is a song about "Spiritual awakening"

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

My lyrics are a spiritual gift, it's twisted, a head spinner,

But for long time i had gone cold

Spiritual, fool's gold

Cause i hella copped em so i could be way flyer than all them

I ain't spiritual but i'm thankful, so for that i say amen

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

Lyrical daggers come in spiritual matter, sharp clatter on the biblical chapters

Worse than the others -- bill clinton, mr. bob dole

Soaking in my flow getting spiritual with my soul,

If she mine i'mma take her to a newer level

He ask everybody to "please, be more spiritual"

Approaching reality ,as time is awakening

So i'm just making sure my verses count for something