Hook -

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?