Come Home Remix (feat. S2, Mighty & S.O)

VERSE 1: Let me begin, let's talk about the week it's been / dealin' with some secret things, havn't really been seekin' Him / My seeing's dim, weary feel like giving in / They would rather see me sing, if only they could see my sin / I feel like Peter in, Luke 22, don't know who Jesus is / Deny Him with my actions, what an evil kid / But at my lowest point, like Superman to that Lois joint / He came and saved the day so / His open arms what I focus on / I open Psalms, seeking strength ... / That means I'm finite ... / sits on the high right ... / I'm the prod. son, spend my whole funds on the most fun / Now the servants see me as a broke bum / So when the beat stops, and the flow's done / I treat life like baseball, I hit that homerun / I'm comin' back Lord /

VERSE 2: So low, have you felt you were solo / No homo, but I felt / by myself, no polo / I just couldn't, drive myself like I needed a chauffeur / Felt like a bum, needed a sofa / Didn't call on Pops cause I believed He was so far / Doubted I would see 21, poker / Thought I wasn't close to the King like a joker / Cement feet tryin' stay afloat, no chance / Little did I know He's been keeping me so far / So even though I can't swim He's my coastguard / man goes overboard .. / no more runnin' hot and cold ... / but like you, I don't deserve to be close / so He told me to tell you come home /