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If I'm honest, this is
This is like, like one of the realist songs I ever wrote
Just ride with me

Little boy, young boy
He just six years old
Gets molested by his baby sitter off and on
After, after they get finished and the deed is done
She tells him you can never tell anyone
I can never tell anyone?
This leaves my young man confused and vexed
Is it alright or not for me to be having sex?
Nah, I shouldn't do it but I like the way it feels
Nah, nah, nah I need to stop for real
At the age of, eighteen he grows up lust is on his mind
And he cant seem to shake it no matter how hard he tries
His virginity's gone
And his innocence lost
She hurt him, how come he had to pay the cost
Hate fills his heart because she took his youth away
Hate fills his heart because she took his youth away
Hate fills his heart because she took his youth away
Hate fills his heart because she took his (Ah, ah)

Little girl, young girl
She fifteen years old
And she live at home with her dad and they all alone
Sometimes he gets drunk and he slaps her around
She can't smile all she knows is frowns, frowns
She wear sunglasses and heavy makeup to try to hide the bruises
That she suffers from the physical abuse man
Her life is filled with so much emotional pain and trauma
All she really wants to do is escape the drama
At the age of eighteen she graduates and goes off to school
Now that she's free, she don't know what to do
She wilds out gettin' buck in all the clubs
Her inhibition gone
'Cause she been sippin' that bud-wis-er
Every weekend she gets drunk and inebriated
Turning into the very thing that she has hated
Upset with her dad
Will she forgive him and let go of the past
And find safety in God and be free at last (Oh)

High, high
High, high
For we wrestle not, against flesh and blood
But against principalities and powers
In high (Places)
High (Places)
High (Places)
High (Places)
High (Places)
High (Places)
High

The moral of this story is forgive and let go
If you, had a rough past filled with drama just let it go
Yeah I know you've been hurt by ya loved ones
And it left physical and emotional scars
And the damage was bad
But see, I've been hurt too
I had to learn that it wasn't so much the person
But spirit within

For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood
Against the principalities, against powers
Against the rulers of the darkness of this age
Against spiritual hosts of wickedness in high places

Our fight is not against fleshly people
But against the spiritual influence operating in the lives
Of our wives, husbands, children
Aunts, uncles, nephews, and nieces

Our prayer is that Jesus fix and heal the broken pieces
Of this thesis
Because it's apparent
That our loved ones
Have been simply plagiarizing the thoughts and ideas of the enemy

For though we walk in the flesh, we do not war according to our flesh
For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal
But mighty in God for pulling down strongholds

To my Christians, my oh so perfect
Never done anything wrong Christians
Don't you know that if we fail to forgive
Those who trespass against us
That our sent up prayers will be impeded
As they leave our mouths
Go up and hit the ceiling
That's Psalms sixty-six, eighteen
I'm appealing so you can be free

Let that stuff go
Forgive them and watch God bring you at peace
At ease