He used to think that he was cashed out
Never asking God what his life's about
More than loving women that don't seek attention?
More than getting money just to make him feel strengthened?
He, kept it real but he's in need of a saviour
As of lately it's been constant bad behaviour
Cheated on his girl and couldn't even repay her
Friends getting pregnant they ain't even go to labour
Three abortions hoping God forgave 'em
Back to him yeah he was being selfish at the time
They said he needed change I ain't talking dollar signs
God sent a million, he was blind a million times
In his own mind, he was in the right direction
Had a few drinks now he stares at his reflection
In the hospital loos before they start injecting
Saying he was Christian, what was this impression?
He couldn't find himself as a person
Got himself a job started working
His friends were in the clubs breaking their backs probably twerking
But he was certain he would try and find Jesus
Hit up that local church he wanna start believing
It wasn't easy, his boys hit him up, he told them he was preaching
But they thought it was bogus
Cos his life was hopeless
Taking therapy classes they didn't notice
Driving mini vans aren't cool when you're tryna be the coldest though
Out of them he was the oldest
Started being distant it wasn't him that chose this
The headless chicken that didn't wanna get roasted
He put all his eggs in one basket
Now he so live he'll murder tracks in a casket damn
Who's radiance could he bask in?
But the Lord God it doesn't matter who's asking
Everybody's identical
I'm just here in my pinnacle
Food for thought
But I'm eating it in a physical
Isn't this just a miracle
I been feeling invisible
Authentic, nah this message isn't mystical
Nevertheless I'm never less than sure
On the Lord this the realest song I wrote
Easy enough to see I don't think we need to vote homie
You can dunk him underwater from his testimony
Yea
You can dunk him underwater from his testimony