There are those that make themselves rich, yet have nothing: there are those that make themselves poor, yet have great riches.
My understanding seeks to pile up godly possessions
With my spirit on fire and passions regressing
My desires are molding into ones of blessings
Every step is more about setting me apart
From the ones that die and love repping the dark
But to the ones that love justice and faith
Prepare mind body and soul for the endlessness grace