Purpose

I was born in '86, despite the wolves and rats

Survived the wild and returned with these bear furs on my back

To feed the family, drink the wine

Give thanks to God and watch for signs

The winter's cold

But we was chose to rise above the darkened skies

And fight against what lied beneath

My feet are firmly on the ground

Prepare my soul and grit my teeth, fight or flight is going down

What man amongst me says that I ain't fit to wear my Father's crown?

A King of Mine and mine alone, my blood line can't be renounced

Stand up and be counted for, raise your fist as Glory speaks

Heaven's what I'm dying for, I swear the Devil's at war with me

I deal with life accordingly one day at a time

And that kingdom we all searching for I pray one day we find

So many have long and gone, so many got left behind

But as time travels and Earth unravels, church bells still chime

Planets still align as angels watch over

I break the chains they gave me and put these medals on my shoulders

Cause I ain't no simp

You'll be different

You'll find comfort in family

Your power lies in your faith and beliefs

What's a king without a crown?

Or a kingdom to call his own?

This is purpose