Now The Skies Could Fall Not Even

I Tried To Manipulate And Control People, And I Harbored Resentment. I Wanted To Be Forgiven, But I Wouldn't Forgive Others.

I Wouldn't Try To Put Myself In A Box Or Put God In A Box.

Whether Jew Or Gentile, I Rank Top Percentile...

Every Time That God Navigates My Ship, There's Nothing Cerebral Going On. There's Very Little Thought. It's Almost As If I Have The Directions. Every Time I Try To Do It Myself, I'm Conjuring Up My Own Concoction And Trying.

I Like A Brother That Cuts To The Chase.