Lose My Soul / Afterparty Outro 


 Father God, I am clay in your hands
 Help me to stay that way through all life's demands
 'Cause they chip and they nag and they pull at me
 And every little thing I make up my mind to be

 Like I'm gonna be a daddy whose in the mix
 And I'm gonna be a husband who stays legit
 And I pray that I'm an artist who rises above the road that is wide and filled with self love
 Everything that I see draws me
 Though its only in You that I can truly see that its a feast for the eyes - a low blow to purpose
 And I'm a little kid at a three ring circus

 I don't want to gain the whole world and lose my soul
 Don't wanna walk away let me hear the people say
 I don't want to gain the whole world and lose my soul
 Don't wanna walk away let me hear the people say

 The paparazzi flashes and that they think that it’s you
 But they don’t know that who you are is not what you do
 True, we get it twisted when we peak at the charts
 Yo before we part from the start where’s your heart?
 You’re a pimp, hustler?
 Tell me what’s your title
 America has no more stars now we call them idols
 You sit idle
 While we teach prosperity
 The first thing to prosper should be inside of me
 We’re free …
 Not because of 22’s the a range
 But Christ came in range we said yes now we changed
 Not the same even though I made a fall
 Since I got that call no more Saul now I’m Paul

 How do I sense the tide that's rising?
 De-sensitizing me from living in light of eternity
 How do I sense the tide that's rising?
 It's hypnotizing me from living in light of eternity