Don't Feed The Snake

(Engine rev… tires screaming…) SKRRRRT—🔥 Verse 1 If you give a snake an inch, it’ll take your whole lane, Wrap tight on your spirit, drain you dry in the game. I came from the dirt, yeah the struggle was real, Empty pockets, full faith—that’s the deal I still feel. Ain’t beg, borrow, steal—I refused that route, Dropped to my knees, let my Father map it out. Wisdom in the engine, truth in the drive, He lit up my path when I barely survived. Pre-Chorus I gave and I gave till my tank ran low, Helping hands out, but they won’t even grow… Now I see clear through the smoke and the lies— You can’t save souls that won’t even try. Chorus (Full throttle) 🚗💨 I’m flooring it—NO MORE chains on me, They can call on the Father just like He found me. I won’t carry weight they refuse to move, Change starts inside—that’s the truth I prove. Don’t feed the snake, don’t fuel that fire, They got the same road, same heavenly wire. I’ll love from a distance, I won’t lose my soul, Hit the gas—let God stay in control. Verse 2 You cry for help but won’t lift a hand, Want blessings rainin’ but won’t take a stand. I walked through the fire, didn’t ask for a ride, Just faith in my Father and Him by my side. This ain’t cold-hearted—it’s sharpened sight, I learned real quick what’s wrong from right. You can’t drag dead weight to the finish line, When God gave you legs—USE ‘EM, it’s time. Bridge (Engine roar building) RRRRAAAHHHH—🔥 I’m done bleeding for those who won’t rise, Done pouring truth into deafened eyes. My Father didn’t raise me to carry the weak— He raised me to teach them how to SEEK. Breakdown (Slow, heavy tone) Call on Him… like I did… He hears you… He sees you… But He won’t force you to move… Final Chorus (All out) 🚗💨 I’m flooring it—NO MORE chains on me, They can call on the Father just like He found me. I won’t carry weight they refuse to move, Change starts inside—that’s the truth I prove. Don’t feed the snake, don’t lose your way, You can love ‘em still—but don’t let ‘em stay. God gave you fire—don’t let it die, Burn rubber, stay faithful—PEDAL HIGH. (Tires screech… engine fades into distance…) 🏁