I was raised in Houston 3rd ward amongst the drama  Pops was off the hook, but had a bible toting mama  Sunday school BTU was a must plus I'm inertia  Wondering why my dad don't come to church plus he hurts her  All repetition till I'm 12 years old  Preacher kickin' old time religion, hit me dead in the soul  And now I'm up at the altar  Choir blowin' that way in the water  Lord help me  Reminiscing on innocence this pillows soaking  That's when my mom left my pops, brought me to Oakland  Negativity hitting me from every angle  Could've sworn the devil sent his every angel  In this strange old land, I see I'm fallin'  Moms keep stressing me, stop ignoring my calling  But something in me keeps runnin' like I need to go  They say you reap what you sow  Black people what    Chorus    The ending has come  The moonlight is gone  Look up high, you'll see his arms  Say not for you  But still it's true  Will you be waiting when he comes    Romans 10 to 9  Says believe it with your mind, and  Confess it with your mouth, and  You will be divine, and  I'm still kickin' on the altar  Cause it sure hurt me when the preacher turn to me faulty y'all  Made me feel more comfortable about my backslidin'  G's don't get to heaven so stop hidin'  Everybody that was raised on prayer is now a player  You can call me a square  If I don't care  Then your soul's on my backside  And who gonna show them kids how to act right  Last days, these days be the last ones  Fast ways erased cause we passion  For the man there's no way we gonna get high  Not by smokin' on that bomb, but up in the sky  It's not hard but he gave us a chance y'all  God bless every man in the sound of my voice  It's the second sermon    Chorus x2    As we approach another day  Guide are steps when we want another way  As our brothers and sisters go astray  Let's intercede, on our knees and pray  And as the congregation stands  Black people let us all join hands  Choose the right of 2 lands  So we can all see the man  It's the second sermon    Chorus x2