What will I do with it?
This gift that He’s given, that’s the question
Will He approve of it?
Is this prohibited?
Will I ever stop rappin’ about all of my doubtin’?
Will I ever just step off the ledge to pledge
That I neglect the red and won’t let it fledge
I’ve taken a step but still I fear the fall
It’s hard, isn’t it, to give God your all?
Because I doubt what I saw, this vision I had
Though I felt it as a pawn, I fear that it’s bad
Is it Satan painting this contradicting friction?
Bundling me with fear, keeping me huddled here?
To another neon light—is there fire in my plight?
Honest darkness the world needs to hear?
Hand it over to God and let Him steer?