Growth & Development

This is for the boys who matriculate to men The alarm is already ringing, please don't

Let him in He's the assassin of his soul, he only has

The one goal To put you in a box and drop you in a hole

But the father sent his son and he's called just to himself

Jesus owns the game and he's acting as the ref

Listen, pay attention, put the whole arm to the Lord

The helmet, the breastplate, the shield, and that sword

Jealousy, envy, lust of the eyes You gotta hide the word in your heart so you

Won't fall For the disguise, for the disguise

From one generation of men to the next one's