[Verse 1]
God told me to storm the gates so I did it
Gave me armies I could lead
And said don't come back 'til I'm finished
So I'm here now, me and the boys taking a field trip
Laying all y'all out to pasture, all because God willed it
And there's a flaming sword that I'm wielding
Dealing with guilt trips, no, no more, bro I am not yielding
And I'ma fly, they say how high? Bro I don't got ceilings
This beat a great encapsulation of how I'm feeling
I might just go primal on a Pharisee
Crazy what could happen once I finally took care of me
And if you need someone to help you or vent to, please share with me
Talking to a friend in time of need is better therapy, on God
I was rolling over, backbone wasn't working
Now I'm carrying the world on my shoulders and they been hurting
But I feel relief because I know I'm strong enough to hold it all
The wall crumbling around me, I'm standing so in awe

[Chorus]
Yo I got blessings on the way
I got healing on the way
I put my questions on the page
They got answered very swiftly
Now I'm taking center stage
'Cause I got Oscars on the way
I got Grammys on the way
I'm protected for forever
'Cause my granny always pray
So I know peace is on the way
I know Jesus on the way
I'm believing that a bad night gonna always turn to day
I was saving up a dream, then I got it, it's on the way
I'm on the way
[Verse 2]
This not my first rodeo
Little resume, still gave 'em different shades like Joseph robe
Views from high mountains, Lucifer grounded as the cornerstone
A newer guy, inside Methuselah, an older soul
Screen locked, I'm on a path, walk the land like Enoch
Hear me God, I got a plan, He start to laugh, "I think not"
Beat knock like it’s no warrant, contraband what he jot
Went against the grain while all your tracks like quinoa
Overcame a lot, watching as time breeze by
Mood swinging, going forth and back like seesaw
We’re not kids anymore, but the bad guys realer
Grinding bones to make bread, hope that Jack climb beanstalks
Be nimble, be quicker, be true, be smart
Be the change, beat the odds, know that we need art
But go think beyond, the main ingredients produced like Pete Rock
To build an ark when the seas rise
Please stop putting them preachers higher than Yah
Osteen's not a god, Hurricane Harvey flood he couldn't part
Couldn't even do his part
Still, it's all they eat up
What's it to a nonbeliever
Rockefeller do not need thinkers
Ill tongues spread it like scarlet fever, typhoid, white noise
We'll rejoice when thy spoil divvied up, don't let it come to fisticuffs
Babies bag chasin', put some change in they sippy cups
Jericho, ran in circles hoping something switches up
But we not giving up