It's All Gon' Pass
Flame Lyrics

Everyday, at the end of my block See big whips Pulling out the rim shop Black on black Giovanni's they Blowing they money that's how they spend guac Not Tripping off where they gone end up They ain't listening, Chilling, ignoring His calling Learned it on REDEEMED, but You really should've learn it on OUR WORLD FALLEN
The singer observes flashy cars and expensive rims being bought, but those who spend their money in such a way are ignoring their calling and the consequences of their actions. They may have learned this momentarily on REDEEMED, but should have learned it fully on OUR WORLD FALLEN.

But You're living for the moment God's gifts you don't want It When Christ comes back He's going to hit harder than Katrina hit New Orleans You're gonna lose all you have One Day it's all gon pass You'll meet the Rock of Ages bigger Than the rock that made Titanic crash
People who only live for the present, ignoring God's gifts and warnings, will lose everything when Christ returns, hitting harder than Katrina hit New Orleans. Everything they have will eventually pass, and they will meet God, who is greater than even the rock that caused the Titanic's crash.

Puffing blunts in the Jag That's how you stuck with your cash Like Lil Wayne You gone all day with your money tucked in a duffle Bag Sell a couple of bags you on the block grinding Chasing American dreams so you can keep shinin' But your time is Winding up You ain't never gonna have enough Even Money got more faith than you cause every dollar says in God we trust It's the lust of the flesh Your turn just could Be next You never know when it's over time, but are you Prepared to play sudden death
The singer describes someone puffing blunts in their fancy car, stuck on accumulating money like Lil Wayne, hustling on the streets to chase the American dream. However, their time is running out, and they will never have enough. Even money has more faith in God than they do, with every dollar saying 'In God We Trust'. It's the lust of the flesh that drives them, but they never know when their time will be up and if they are prepared to die suddenly.

Reporting live from the booth Good Morning America Still here to inform you're Godless in your Character Like your pop you're a natural born replica No Better I was chief of the heathens far from a Amateur Anxious to make a statement Park I'm going to Keep it basic I know you're on your weight lift Laced in Designer bracelets God is just and patient Reveals this Truth so gracious The chosen one like Matrix Endured the Brutal facelift Chosen to choose man I was birth for This Called out to give the lost direction like turn you Missed No pride of life I gotta shy God loves Brokenness Had to fly above the norm too much Turbulence Ain't pushing keys Crushing trees or popping E Minus Christ no matter how your placed your sideways Daddy like PS3 I know the fox is mean You whip a Lamborghini Steady on the rise, but you gon' burn scrap Like gasoline Ya dig
The artist speaks of themselves as someone reporting from the booth, informing America that they are Godless in their character, just a replica of their parents. However, the artist sees themselves as the chief of the heathens and is therefore anxious to make a statement. They know their audience is flashy, with weight lifts and designer bracelets, but God is just and patient, and He reveals the truth graciously. The artist sees themselves as the chosen one, enduring a brutal facelift and called to give direction to the lost like turning a missed opportunity. They pride themselves on being broken, above the norm, and without materialistic pursuits, but know that without Christ, their life is meaningless like placing a PS3 sideways. They acknowledge that material possessions like a Lamborghini may bring temporary status, but it will ultimately lead to a destructive end.

Listen, cats is hungry for that money so hungry it's Like a pot of greens Cause once you taste it you change Faces like Halloween I see you movements you keep it Smoother than Frank Lucas You're flirting with flames, but Ain't came through St Louis You want that pot of gold, That's Harry Potter though I mean fantasy man answer me What about your soul See Christianity's basically like a Movie trailer Showing you clips that Heaven's better Yet You'd rather settle For the bootleg with low class Quality What are yellow diamonds and the earthly Monopoly I mean a Dozens of cars and a dozen of houses And a couple awards And a couple of islands plus a couple Of girls You know that be wildin' but Compared to Heaven That's a couple of thousand bucks See life is like a vapor I Know you like the paper But paper's passing away you Should take to Christ the Savior
The artist sees people hungering for money, changing their faces like Halloween once they taste it. They keep their movements smooth like Frank Lucas but are flirting with danger without having gone through tough experiences. The artist questions why people value a pot of gold, like in Harry Potter, over their soul. Christianity is like a movie trailer showing Heaven is better, but people settle for the bootleg with low-class quality like yellow diamonds. They acquire dozens of cars, houses, awards, and women, which are all fleeting joys compared to heaven. Life is like a vapor, and although people like money, it passes quickly, and they should turn to Christ for salvation instead.

You can have it all take the cars and the cash It ain't gon' mean nothing when the Lord comes back It's all go pass - I said it's all gon' pass Oh Lord
In the chorus, the singer reiterates that although people may have cars and money, it will all mean nothing when the Lord returns. Everything is temporary and will eventually pass, reminding listeners to prepare for the end times.