They say I should not be successful, that it would be stressful. But they don't know I could do anything, I am God's vessel. I'll wrestle with the devil, but I'll nestle in God's love. As for evil I am a rebel, and my enemy? He's just a pebble, God's love is broad in it I will revel. It's there even when I am flawed, if everyone knew that there would be no holy facades. Jesus in the heart was meek and lowly. But he confessed his love boldly on that cross, it was a matrimonial ceremony, people say they're their own God, but when they go home they pray to the Lord for those job's.

Maybe these lyrics are offensive to some people; but I consider that my edge.