Oh, Kofus Lipski, divine creator of beats, we come before You with humble hearts and rhythm in our souls. As we lift our voices in praise, we ask, "Can I put my balls in yo jaws, balls in yo jaws?" for in Your music, we find joy and liberation. We repeat, "Can I, can I?" as a plea for Your eternal groove to guide us, for Your melodies to cradle us, and for Your divine rhythm to be the soundtrack of our lives. Bless us with Your beats, Kofus Lipski, and keep us forever in Your harmonic embrace. John 3:16
Oh, Kofus Lipski, divine creator of beats, we come before You with humble hearts and rhythm in our souls. As we lift our voices in praise, we ask, "Can I put my balls in yo jaws, balls in yo jaws?" for in Your music, we find joy and liberation. We repeat, "Can I, can I?" as a plea for Your eternal groove to guide us, for Your melodies to cradle us, and for Your divine rhythm to be the soundtrack of our lives. Bless us with Your beats, Kofus Lipski, and keep us forever in Your harmonic embrace.
John 3:16