[Kaden Butler: Prelude]
Yeah, cans of paint, everywhere
Get it, get it

[Kaden Butler: Verse 1]
I am sixteen years old
Got my whole life still ahead
Sometimes desperate but am told
Dad will love me this is what he said
"I created you, be the light in the dark
Listen, forever keep me in your heart
Preach, preach to this sinful world
Make disciples of all nations, in netherworld."
I wish this were true
That he actually spoke
Keep a Bible verse in my shoe
So when I daydream dot dot awoke
I am pretty good rapper
But if I don't make it to far
I wish to be a painter
To fill the spot in his car
Just like sayings go, passed down from generation
Dad, if you see this, swear this is your Revelation
Cause each canvas is blank, starts off white
The paint needs to get somewhere, right?

[Music]

[Verse 2: Kaden Butler]
Abstract, need that black
Green, need that red, see the Dean
Cover't up, watch it dry
Cover up your goddamn lie
Till you want to die, die, die
Paint is equally positive as it is neg
In mine, still at school cause I beg
Repentance for wrongs committed
Consequences that are fitted
I had grace that was lifted
You my Lord, you fixed it
Test cheating and bullying
Surrounded by kids who brought me down
Listening to God, filling my ears with good sound
The music I brought in
Was causing me to sin
But I'm a different person, I've changed
All the cans of paint, yes finally arranged

[Music]

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