Exaltations (Parody of Conversations by Juice WRLD)

Original by: Gabriel Guerra, Jarad Higgins, & Ronald Spence Jr.

Lyrics:

God found me:

The disciple on my mind, the Son of God
Is often, these days, just referred to as Jesus
He was beaten beyond recognition, black and blue,
But still He prayed for His torturers forgiveness
Fasting in the desert, 40 days.
Light, blinding white, fills my eyes here
Angels beckon to me
Cheer me on, they fought
They were beggin’, beggin’ Jesus, for
my healin’

Ra, rhyming, rhyming
He inspires my rhyming, rhyming, rhyming
I may be going through hell,
On this earth, we’re all dying
The God who first filled our lungs with air, He’s perfect
Can make the blind see
Seeking His presence,
In my spirit, and He’s inspiring
Broken for three days, dead and dying,
Then undead, alive and fighting
Nutured the poor with everything He had, His love priceless
Infused the Word of God, in my soul,
He’s the high preist
Passover feast, children come to Thee
Wedding water turned to wine, see
Blessings overflowin’ amidst the hardship that surround us morning, noon, and nightly
Solely fills us with His eternal thoughts cause He’s mighty

The disciple on my mind, the Son of God,
Is often, these days, just referred to as Jesus
He was beaten beyond recognition, black and blue
But still He prayed for His torturers forgiveness
Fasting in the desert, 40 days
Light, blinding white, fills my eyes here
Angels beckon to me,
Cheer me on, they fought
They were beggin’, beggin’ Jesus, for my healin’

Writing, writing, writing
He inspires my writing, writing, writing
Exaltations
His greatness still seen
Unveiling secret wisdom,
Perceving the unseen yesterday and today,
So He enters my mind-
And He shoots me up,
Positivity intesified
His everlasting water brings so much delight
Energy shining so exquisitely bright tonight
Not afraid to weep & cry, when His friend Lazarus died.
He fills me with His fight
Impresses me with His lessons and His advice

The disciple on my mind, the Son of God
Is often, these days, just referred to as Jesus
He was beaten beyond recognition, black and blue
But still He prayed for His torturers forgiveness
Fasting in the desert, 40 days
Light, blinding white, fills my eyes here
Angels beckon to me,
Cheer me on, they fought
They were beggin’, beggin’ Jesus,
For my healin’

Written by: Melissa Smith (AKA Melzy of Wonderland on Youtube, & Mel’s Music on Spreaker, Spotify, Apple Podcasts, Facebook, and everywhere else)