turn negatives to positives God's will my prerogative now i fell like i ought to feel i came out the water navy seal he broke down every border did that in that order a six pack below my chest working out God temple ..and i do my best.. everyday He putting the old man the rest aint even got to flex matter of fact I do less and watch God do more clean my mess. hands up i surrender got no vest.. He see it all my flaws i don't hide em get inside me Holy Spirit cleaning got me shining yeah got me beaming.. Stay focus Jay stay focus when the storms come (stand like a tree) God made me adversaries temporary Character builders dirt under my (feet) footstool under feet.. enemies covered by the blood like em the nose bleed.. never scad been places where da foes be want to kill me leave me with (cold feet) aint going i thought i told i ya born a soldier it bout where you from man its how you come you got good game let me see the outcome what you gont do fight or run what you gont do swim or drown what gont do barbecue or mildew when heat hit the fan you don't make a sound i been around different states n cities (different people be sAying you the realest) people in my hood don't feel this they crabs in the bucket on my butket list i from Mississippi but i be in Memphis it a bout where you from how you come pimping really was moving around n the city Memphis drinking and driving and clubbing man big chilling man Memphis done( show me love) i know im a covered by the blood treat people like i want to be treated (sweep bs under rug...) stop playing stop capping for the fans put a big front on front the man thats part of the devils plans (you do a show in )never land aye boy ain't never ran God with me who gont stop me rest in peace Chad Butler they mistake the real for cocky they sold they sold for watches they Watchers falling angels they got they day coming they heaven on earth thats why they stay stunting (nothing wrong with making money) (but for the love money) is the root all evil the fake wont say nothing they mouth is full of graves they sold they souls they slaves they riding the devil wave you don't want to catch a fade cause the truth chop like blades for roaches i got raid i know you feel played