Lyrics
Verse 1
All I want is Jesus, not the PG white man
Got the Holy Spirit, twisting like a humble hype man
Got my Father mistaken for thinking I'm the right hand
He put the Son there, when he move a finger watch the light pan
Father keep me humble
J went lower than them all but rose up from the rubble
I want the true gospel, not the one that keep me troubled
I'm talking mentally 'cause tribulation built my muscle
Lord, I'm sorry that your greatness didn't fit my puzzle
I tried to box Him in the attic 'til I needed comfort
Pull the Christmas blanket out when it's time to cuddle
'Til He cut the rug, trashed the box and left me puzzled
I used to think I had that dog in me 'til I got muzzled
I'm a mess, Father, they couldn't guess, Father
I do my best, Father, why I'm still depressed, Father?
I grow one season, why I feel like I digressed, Father?
What's the meaning? What's that beating in my chest, Father?
Why do I feel pain daily, 8 days a week?
I would say 7 but no, Sabbath got me way too weak
Somehow I gained the whole world while I'm losing sleep
Chorus
I wanna come alive, need to come alive
I wanna come alive, need to come alive
I wanna come alive, need to come alive
Make new in me, make new
Verse 2
This growth ain't easy, these shows ain't easy
Tryna make peace with music pros ain't easy
The flow stay even, the road stay squeezing
I get depleted but fans still cheering
Greed turn to grieving, my feast need Ephesians
I seek first the kingdom, receive what I pleaded
Heaven's where I'm seated, reminder very needed
OCD close to me but then I feel Jesus
Hand on my shoulder, the truth of my existence
Is the one that made Moses, the one that made Joseph
The one that made the colors on my coat that was stolen
This one new pain the mostest
Chorus
I wanna come alive, need to come alive
I wanna come alive, need to come alive
I wanna come alive, need to come alive
Make new in me, make new in me
I wanna come alive, need to come alive
I wanna come alive, need to come alive
I wanna come alive, need to come alive
Make new in me, make new in me
Verse 3
If I'm a product, I'm a product of the Most High
Most fly, most close by, when the foes close the line
Close my eyes, take me back to Dad's humble apple pie
Spent some time in L.A., I'm still the apple of your eye
They would never get that line unless they look it up online
That's the type of life I live, away from public eye
Watching Phineas and Ferb, heat the summertime
Watched the show all the time, never thought they'd ever come to mine
First name Christopher, last name Hulvey
Rap name Hulvey, granddad Hulvey
Probably woulda taught me not to yell when they low-blow me
But I lost him at seven, I pray this anger don't control me
Strangers don't know me, haters don't know me, that's okay
Father, what's the play? I'm focused like Kobe
When He come back, that's my comeback
This that Auburn, Alabama, field goal, return, run back
Got my lunch back, climbing up the tower of success
Made me hunch back, but we ain't done, let's unpack
Outro
He will return for me, for me, for me
Listen
I'm waiting on the warm embrace
Waiting on the light to shine that make 'em hide they face
Waiting on the good teacher that got my 'F' erased
Waiting on the good leader that led me to this place
I can't wait to get home, just like my Aunt Grace
Amen, amen