Walk into the room like you're Jesus
Turn water into wine just to please us
Some of us can see through your halo
We know what it's made of,
It's just fools gold in the end
Oh no, you can't fool me
You're just a spiritual broadcaster
Nothing on your channel but bullshit
And you can claim you're this
And you can say you're that
But when it comes down to the brass tacks
You're just a spiritual broadcaster, spiritual broadcaster
You can say you lost all your ego
It's looking pretty healthy to me though
Take another look at the scripture
I think you missed the picture
Let me bring it in to focus for ya
Oh no, you can't fool me
You're just a spiritual broadcaster
Nothing on your channel but bullshit
And you can claim you're this
And you can say you're that
But when it comes down to the brass tacks
You're just a spiritual broadcaster, spiritual broadcaster
Preacher preacher
Here come the teacher
I dont remember asking for a lesson or a feature
You look uncomfortable, so take a seat
Don't need to prove yourself to anybody or me
Nobody wanna hear it cause we're all tryna chill
And now the sound of your voice got me staring at the ceiling
It's far from appealing and the wrong kind of juice
You talk a whole lotta bullshit and got nothing to lose
You're just a spiritual broadcaster
Nothing on you channel but bullshit
And you can say you're this
And you can claim you're that
But when it comes down to the brass tacks
You're just a spiritual broadcaster, spiritual broadcaster
Spiritual broadcaster
Spiritual broadcaster