YEAH..From trying to get over flying
Overseas I don't understand it all
But I know who oversees
I am in the sky looking down at the Pacific Ocean
Hoping the Father arms will open for the broke and hopeless
Touch down all around is the evidence
His power takes presidence of all these elements
Blue seas cool breeze under palm trees
The Spirit calms me as im reading through Psalm 3
we don't know much about the place we hope we'll all be
All we, Heard about heaven that is that its beyond dreams
Set your heart on things above is what the word say
But we aint know a thing about it but the hurr(here) say
Hear say clearly I play the word for em
But with the word I ain't playing like a bench warmer
Revelation 21 and Psalm 11:4
And Luke 20:36...

Chorus
I got to get myself together
Cause he already fixed me up
I'm going in
I'm going in
No I don't have to pack no bags, fill up on gas
Already got my pass yeah yeah
I'm going in

I'm going in
I promise aint nothing stop me
Biblical prophecy shaping my ideology
I don't live for the money give it all away
Where I am going I know they can't fallow anyway
I am trying to live the image I was created in
Earth was perfect he said it will be that way again
Then, will be really dancing with the stars
I might just hang out on the Moon tale a trip to Mars
Ours will be a new heaven new Earth
New life in heaven through a new birth
New mountains new skies is a new seas
A new body where I can do plenty new things
The depth hear and the blind see the new scene
And everyone is in the presence of the true King
No fears no tears just cheers for the Father
Send a Spirit you can hear us gettin near it

Chorus

Swoop is chunkin deuces peace
To this life of hell
I get peace to the gates of heaven
I am too geeked to get life is well
As soon as I get home my faith is '
I know it was your plan to carry me
Through this world this cold man you gharry me
Im dead to the old man I buried me
The bride groom now holds hands and marries me
I am sick of this single life the weight weighs over a ton
I'm sick raging in nights
sick of just walking blind
Sick of the shingles life
Livin in the shades when the burden I need is light
The burden you give is light
Ready to move one up
Looking for Weezy's life
The way im living is prison im sick of the Weezy life
In jail with no pen pals
Im ready to soldier through glory, Denzel
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