Got my, eyes on the end of the road, mind's on the things to behold
God you're a friend to my soul, I abide in your strength 'til the goal
Size and the length isn't known, but I strive to continue in hope
Climb from the pits and the falls, when I rise I repent then I roll
Life isn't gentle at all, but the prize is ridiculous though
Christ the redemption I hold 'cause He died for my sins on the cross
Price too expensive for all, ain't a dime I could spend for the cost
Guys in the Benz wanna floss, it'll fry in the end it's a loss
Grind for the Kingdom of God, in the sight of the Christians before
Not for the ends or the whores,
Or the rides with the rims and the spoilers
Write for grin of the Lord, or a smile though men still applaud
The rhyme is a stench to the lost but to JAH it's a scent that I offer
I am a gift on the alter, alive for the will of the Father
Thrive for the thrill of his honor, at night I appeal to my Abba
Find in the scriptures a balm, to apply to my hip that is sore
Stride with a limp 'til I'm gone, and reside in a different home
A body not meant to get old, (Ah) can you picture it yo
I'm tryin' to convince you it's doper,
Then poppin' the Crys' wit' your folks
I got the conviction and wrote this project to get you to focus
Our time isn't spent with the motives
That God would intend for his soldiers
I'm not exempt yo I know, that I'm not the exemplary mold
Of the godly and sinless and all
But we gotta present Him as Holy
Not just a friend or a homie, the Sovereign King who will roll
With a squad and avenge for His
Glory, they mocked in the end of the story