[Verse 1: Priceless]

He prepares the bait by telling little boys to celibate

Before they're old enough to decipher that what he tells is fake

Compelled with faith is what they say fuels that ministry

And have no facts to back the imagery

They pretend to be sheep, when inside they're predatory

Tells a story but leave out the parts that's heridatory

I mean hereditary, it's very scary to think what you believe is false

Makes me empathize with those whose soul is sold to gleam and floss

The dream is lost, the messiah went unnoticed by the very people in the church who claimed they'd been focused

On God's word, on God's word

They lay hands on little boys and play with their genitals like they're toys

No subliminal ploys, this is real talk

Aqualeo's here to show you the dead still walk

So pay attention to what priests and preachers promise you

They'll tell you anything to soften you up and fondle you



[Hook]

It's all good, or whatever you want to call it

But we know there is skeletons in your closet

Hold up, slow it down, just pause it

So we can see the skeletons in your closet



[Hook]

It's all good, or whatever you want to call it

But we know there is skeletons in your closet

Hold up, slow it down, just pause it

So we can see the skeletons in your closet



[Verse 2: Acie High]

They told me never tell a soul

About his prayer meetings

To never go against father's preaching

That all the kids followed his teachers

Cuz if they didn't it was hell they were seeking

He said the secret had to stay inside the church

That if mama and daddy knew, bible study wouldn't work

That I had to take off my pants, underwear, and shirt

Cause he had to touch certain places, and if it starts to hurt

Then that was the sacrifice, what we learned from Jesus Christ

I had to feel pain so I could have eternal life

And it was ok to cry, but let it hide

Explain how I feel inside, as he held his journal by the light

As he writes with a slight grin he tells me again and again

That this was getting rid of all my sins

I hated to brush my teeth, but he made me

He said this would hide the smell from the nasty gray juice that he gave me

Cause that would give our secret away

Trying to figure out how to keep these demons away

Same images in my head constantly play

As I try to drink the spirits and monsters away

But doc, none of that works, I've tried hundreds of perks

And still an empty feel is in my gut, can't stomach the hurting

The priest's in prison and some will say that's good and relieving

But I can't help but thinking that the people are looking at me, saying



[Hook]

It's all good, or whatever you want to call it

But we know there is skeletons in your closet

Hold up, slow it down, just pause it

So we can see the skeletons in your closet



[Hook]

It's all good, or whatever you want to call it

But we know there is skeletons in your closet

Hold up, slow it down, just pause it

So we can see the skeletons in your closet



[Verse 3: Priceless]

Pastor's are getting richer while priest turn pedophiles

Yet people believe these men are real gods instead of foul

Explain what type of person would touch and upset a child

Then preach from the pulpit every Sunday, as they smile

Society's lack of acknowledgment of the past

Is why these priests and preacher's behavior gets a pass

When people ask the question "Where did they get their God?"

It's when I start to realize what they're teaching's a fraud



[Hook]

It's all good, or whatever you want to call it

But we know there is skeletons in your closet

Hold up, slow it down, just pause it

So we can see the skeletons in your closet