Yo, listen up, let me drop some truth,
Blessed be the one who rejects the brute.
Don’t hang with the wicked, stay far away,
Instead, meditate on the Lord every day.
Be like a tree, planted deep and true,
Watered by streams, always fresh and new.
Bear juicy fruit, your season will come,
But the wicked? Oh no, they’ll be struck dumb.