intro. Lyrics

I came from power surges

Holy Ghost reminded me to breath again to eat again

When English wasn't enough he started speaking then

Would have people call me out the blue they'd say take heed my friend

God told me you trading his truth

You need to flee your sin

I come from a place where every pastor can't be trusted

Some actually read they word and they bibles have not been rusted

But all the rest had tendencies Jesus would call disgusting

False prophets with no oversight and theology busted

I come from a place where pride hides itself really well

Is it a calling or an ego it gets hard to tell

They told me I was called to preach cuz I speak very well

But all my nerves made it hard for me to bust out that shell

Confusion made me wonder and I ain't know how to play it

And title seeking made me cringe whenever they would say it

I'm used to people saying they feel called but not relay it

Within their actions I would say let's go and spread the fragrance

Of Jesus since he freed us and his hand has not relented

And you can plant seeds while exercising all your gifting

They'd always shrug me off and say you not catching my sentence

The podium is where my heart feels like it would be lifted

I understood but said this is good and it's the beginning

And for the streets for life and death this could make the difference

I'd always be accosted like man it's just your opinion

I'd get stuck in my mind like maybe I've kind of missed it

But I searched in my heart and all I could find that was missing

Was street and church the same but only one gives attention

But there's I was years later one album down and forgetting

That I was gifted to carry out Yahweh's mission

Feeling resolved that songs are songs no power, no one listens

I do it all in vain because I had holy intentions

That didn't feel accomplished and didn't pierce like syringes

And people didn't feel the drug of Jesus I was giving

So I went on hiatus debating how I would kick it

The phrases I would use to say worship wasn't my business

And find a backdoor to walk out with no one looking

And be free of the burdens that came with this Singing mission

But soon as I gave up I asked God to help out my soul

To make me feel euphoric when singing about friendship

Instead he told me worship ain't solely about your feelings

You might share lots in common with the false claimers you dissing

He brought the scriptures to me interrogating intentions

And said your joy should be serving me and all I'm kin with

And if that ain't enough

You doing it for attention

What are my intentions