Cause youre always there for me, you want the best for me Youre the air I breathe that’s my Dad, He’s the reason Why im doing this track
And I know, im far from being perfect I know I don’t deserve it, yet you still use me That’s my Dad, He’s the reason why im doing this track
Verse 1
The name is G-O to the capital We Instead of a capital me i direct glory to the capital He freeze while I write nights so passionately that light might paint a piece of His uncontrollable peace please take a minute to seek the words that I speak theres only so many times you can let this record repeat treat the first day as your last cause this moment could pass ask and receive but maybe quite not the answer you had in mind time has really shaped the real person I am but time in itself is just the flow of motion my man hoping I can represent You in the most high the world tries to shake me but I don’t believe in those lies die by all the standards You set the wages of death gratifies me more than just cashing a check so yes is my answer test my only character blessed are You whom I follow, is my father
Verse 2
forget the track and ‘he’s sick’ the glamour and glitz by writing this track fact is I am taking a risk diss if all you want to, miss my point completely strip away my fan base based on my delivery kiss away the pride all the lies and the calls cause I’d rather speak Your love then not mention You at all fall to my knees when I speak the love that I seek is infinitely greater than a kiss on the cheek teach me when I stumble, lift me when Im falling speak to me the words so I could reach the unforgotten people preach what they love others preach through their actions So I teach through your gift, humbleness and verbal talent Lord im not efficient, at times I feel unworthy The things that live around me makes it hard to be unworldly But I do this for Your glory let my passion turn to action A generation ready for the struggle and the challenge
Verse 3
I am far from great take my list of mistakes The anger and hate displayed at the front of my gates The fraction of faith needed to believe in His way Was still lacking my flesh found it hard to relate It still happens im telling you the reason today Perfection is fake, accept the great perception of grace Space He created the Stars He created The sun and the moon are examples of His Greatness Lets try to imagine how the world would be If love overfilled us with a joy that was heavenly If people stopped screaming out 'youre going to hell' And instead started reevaluating themselves If our church doors opened would people who were dressed different maybe teens pregnant feel a sense of shame or unwelcome? Would it matter? do we feel a sense of urgency? Do we want to make a change? is He worth more than me?