Gen Z: Job 31
1I made a deal with my eyes; so why would I even think about a girl?
2What’s God got for us up there? What’s the Almighty’s vibe from the high ground?
3Isn’t destruction just for the wicked? And a wild punishment for the shady ones?
4Doesn’t He see my moves and keep track of my steps?
5If I’ve been strutting with pride, or if I’ve been quick to be sus;
6Weigh me out on a fair scale, so God knows I’m legit.
7If I’ve strayed from the path, and my heart followed my eyes, and if I’ve got any stains on my hands;
8Then let me plant, and let someone else eat; for real, let my fam be cut off.
9If my heart got played by a girl, or if I’ve been creeping at my neighbor’s door;
10Then let my wife grind for another dude, and let others bow down to her.
11This is straight-up a savage move; it’s a crime that deserves some serious judgment, no cap.
12It’s like a fire that wrecks everything, totally wipes out my gains, fr.
13If I ever dissed my homies, like my servants, when they had beef with me;
14What’s my excuse gonna be when God shows up? Like, what do I even say?
15Didn’t the guy who made me also make him? We’re both crafted by the same Creator, periodt.
16If I’ve kept the needy from getting their wants, or made the widow feel all kinds of sad;
17Or if I just munched on my food solo while the fatherless went hungry;
18(Since I’ve been like a dad to him since he was a kid, guiding him from the womb, no cap;)
19If I’ve seen anyone go down because they had no drip, or any broke peeps without a fit;
20If his family hasn’t blessed me back, and if he hasn’t been warmed by my sheep’s wool;
21If I ever went after the orphans when I saw my help at the gate, that's sus.
22Then let my arm just drop, like, no cap, break it off completely.
23For God's destruction was straight-up scary, and I couldn't handle His vibes.
24If I made gold my whole vibe, or said to the fine gold, "You're my ride or die;"
25If I was vibing too hard 'cause my wealth was lit, and my hand was stacking mad dough;
26If I peeped the sun shining or the moon flexing its brightness;
27And my heart was low-key tempted, or my mouth was kissing my own hand:
28This would be a major sin to get called out for: I’d be denying the ultimate God above.
29If I was hyped about the downfall of my haters, or flexed when evil came for them:
30I didn't let my mouth spill any tea wishing bad on their soul, fr.
31If my homies in the crib were like, "Man, we wish we had some of his vibes!" we'd be straight up unsatisfied.
32The stranger didn’t crash in the streets, but I was like, "Welcome, fam," and opened my doors to the traveler.
33If I tried to hide my mess-ups like Adam, keeping my sins all tucked away in my feels:
34Did I get shook by a big crowd, or did the shade from families scare me, making me stay quiet and not step outside?
35Yo, I just want someone to vibe with me! For real, my wish is that the Almighty would hit me back, and my enemy wrote me a book.
36Bet, I’d take that book on my shoulders and wear it like a crown.
37I’d tell Him all my moves; like a prince, I’d roll up close.
38If my land is out here crying for help, or if the fields are throwing shade;
39If I’ve been munching on the goods without paying, or made the owners lose their whole vibe:
40Let thorns grow instead of wheat, and weeds instead of barley. Job’s words are donezo.