Although I thank God that gangster rap is evolving into ex-wanker rap, I think this god-fearing rapper needs to take another crack at his chorus. What the hell does he mean by, "I needed the Master to bate out the sin?" It almost sounds like he's yanking it to that bad-ass Jesus billboard in Myrtle Beach--the one that shows a very buff Redeemer ripping his cross apart.
No question it's the kind of image that excites "the warrior" within us all. I mean, my God, Our Lord and Savior is ripped. Sure, a guy may be tempted to bite the hell out of those pecs to demonstrate a fraternal bond with such a true warrior. But patting the ol' robertson? That's going a little too far don't you think?