Lyrics
S.O.S. ft. Wes Pendleton //
I'm writin' this soundtrack for my wife 3x
It's like the song of songs 2x
She's my sister and my cistern/
the well that I drink from when I sense thirst/
her body is all mine and mine is her's/
yeah I said it 'cause he said it, they're his words//
She is my bride, we are His church/
though we've become one, we're one in Him first/
They say it's a ball and chain, I say they misheard/
I've never felt more free than when I'm with her//
She's my good thing, the proof of His mercy/
she puts up with my sin when I'm a big jerk/
and when I'm feelin' depressed she's there to encourage/
the complete opposite of what my sins earned//
biblically angels have never been girls/
but that conflicts with the fact that God sent her/
she ain't big on them big books with big words/
but she's lovin' the text and lives the scripture//
she is so fly, how'd I get her/
with that natural hair, she doesn't dig perms/
with a beautiful face and dope figure/
body modestly covered she's not a tempter//
she is my crown full of splendor/
she be makin' me look good, not embarrassed/
she's not that loud chick gettin' on men's nerves/
she knows the time and the place to voice concerns//
she is my mission i was sent first/
called to show her some Christus Exemplar/
this is incarnation she can get served/
bathed for sanctification, hearin' His Word//
she is my warmth in the winter/
through the seasons of life our love will endure/
divorce is not an option though it gets worse/
we've committed to many to make this work//
Because Renee's got nothin' on her/
Bonita Applebum's got nothin' on her/
Ms. Fat Booty's got nothin' on her/
All the girls around the way got nothin' on her//
they be killin' 'em still nothin' on her/
hair done, nail done, nothin' on her/
she's more than a thing i put a ring on her/
i see that Proberbs 31 steez on her//
She is my ride or die sister/
'till death do us part couldn't be simpler/
until then we gon' be gettin' it in sir/
makin' babies, disciples and much of His worth//
she is my help, my assist-er/
Jesus made us a team to show off His works/
we Voltron on a job, she's down to get dirty/
the Lord meant for my gifts to complement her's//
she is my crystalized ginger/
she's so spicy and sweet the lines get blurred/
plus she's got some other stuff in the mixture/
a little salty and all but not bitter//
she is my gift, He's Giver/
she is my priority, He's center/
He snatched me out of the matrix like Fishburne/
we're co-heirs of His grace now we're delivered//
she's the misses to my mister/
the one who loves me enough to give my kids birth/
there is nobody like her here in this Earth/
she's so good for my soul, I'm seein' sins purged//
when I'm love sick, she's elixir/
I can't travel too much because I miss her/
love is strong as death, and a little gentler/
it's a fire a flood could never quench (word)//
she is my quest my adventure
i double major in life and one of them's her/
exegeting my wife and God's scriptures/
I know I'm gonna be tested on what I just learned//
I could go on write a 5th verse/
share more of His glory and His immense worth/
but I'm prayin' it's seen more in the picture/
that your view would prove these more than just words//
Because Renee's got nothin' on her/
Bonita Applebum's got nothin' on her/
Ms. Fat Booty's got nothin' on her/
All the girls around the way got nothin' on her//
they be killin' 'em still nothin' on her/
hair done, nail done, nothin' on her/
she's more than a thing i put a ring on her/
i see that Proberbs 31 steez on her//
Because Renee's got nothin' on her/
Bonita Applebum's got nothin' on her/
Ms. Fat Booty's got nothin' on her/
All the girls around the way got nothin' on her//
they be killin' 'em still nothin' on her/
hair done, nail done, nothin' on her/
she's more than a thing i put a ring on her/
i see that Proberbs 31 steez on her//
I'm writin' this soundtrack for my wife 3x
It's like the song of songs 2x
