Little black boy lost
That's how they see him
confused human being
no reason to believe him
He stays fly with a purpose and agenda
with intentions to inspire with Jesus Christ at the center
Don't wanna sound like the clergy, nerdy, or puffed up
Misunderstanding making it tough, so he's down on his luck
He stays, in his word so he never gives up
He struts in his chuck's saying what's up to young pups
Cause He's the big dog, not talking Glenn Robinson
But, more like Jackie, Why do my own people attack me
asking, from the church feels like he should have, more backing
Could have devoted his passion to fashion or acting
Lacking the proper view of him, they plot and plan his ruin
Lord forgive them, they don't know what their doing
Never stops pursuing the mark of the High call
He may stumble and fall but he still gives his All
His model of choice is the Christ the Messiah
He wonders why he cant get any higher, but can a
student exceed the the works of his master
He endures the jeers and the laughter, but they don't know what He's after
He's misunderstood, Really he's confused himself
Am I out for approval or am I out to help?
He asks himself daily as he reflects in the mirror
What was Jesus' motive But hold up (Hold Up, Hold Up)
Jesus was perfect not a blemish on his record
Clean as whistle, but they still launched missiles
Grenades and daggers to shatter his credentials
They saw Him as a problem, he only saw their potential
Knew what He was getting into, but it still messed with his mental
perplexed in His ventricles, He sacrificing His Temple
Blood and water gushed out from the piercing of a soldier
Cautionarily done for closure, to make sure that it was over
Who could ever smolder the Glow, of a supernova
Blow for blow he stood and shouldered, uh
The sins of the world
The King of all Kings with all power in His hand
traded it in for the redemption of all Man
He could have summoned a host of angels to mangle every single hater
but He was greater, He traded my failures for HIS favor
just a meek and lowly soul, who's intentions are good,
My Lord even Jesus was Misunderstood.
credits
from Love, Soul: The Musical Letters Collective, Part 1,
released December 14, 2013
Produced by Boonie Mayfield / Written by Trenton Williams / Recorded, Mixed & Mastered by O.T.O. Strange at House of Hestia / Live Out Love Music [BMI]
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