[Hook: My Sister, Iza]
Tryna be at peace in the middle of the storm
Be at peace in the middle of the storm
I'm in His hands so you know I'm staying warm
I'm In His hands so you know I'm staying warm
I'm at peace inside the–

[Verse 1: Isaiah Velez]
I need, something better than ever
Just a little pick-me-up, for when I'm under the weather
King Nebuchadnezzar, could never get
How the Father can better us, through the fire
Of each and every endeavor
Pretty clever, ain't it?
Spitting His light into the dark, so I can make Him famous
Made by a being so amazing, but in no way blameless
Fallen so many times, and forgotten just what the aim is
My lack of knowledge turns your boy into an ignoramus
You'll catch me leaning on my own understanding
Probably sinking in my storm, something like the Titanic
The lightning's like my addictions
Waves are just like temptations
I start to drown beneath the waters of each bad situation
I start to get so complacent, and I'm bout to give up
But that's when God reaches His arm out and picks my head up
And He says, "You were made for more than you will ever know. Trust in Me, and let uncertainty go."
That's why I'm tryna be at–

[Hook: My Sister, Iza]

[Verse 2: LOCKE]
Yeah, for me the storm is just the norm
I can feel the danger in my spirit, really paranorm
Countless times I've cried
And played into all the lies I'm told
Halle Berry with the way this is getting old
I know I'm in His hand
Jeremiah told me He's got a plan, but the way the score's looking
It's, 29 to 11, waves is crashing, so unleavened
What's the point of being washed if all I get is more stains?
If I let this storm in, I really might go insane
Tighter than an extra small flannel, no Kurt Cobain
I expected ends over an expected end
Then asked God for a new me
Meanwhile it was You, the living and the true
In the tightest of spaces
The roughest of places
Begging You for Your graces
My God I can't take this
Why'd You even plate this?
Thinking 'bout the way that the world turns
I'm tryna keep aware of why this fire burns:
To shape and mold me, make sure I'm never foldin'
Many were called, but this life I chose in
I used to take chances, I'll wait til it's golden
Opportunities only the storm can create
I guess I'll let You hold my fate

[Bridge]
I'm tryna be at peace in it
Not a piece of it
Be at peace in it
Not a piece of it