

Prompt / Lyrics
[Intro] Late night page flip Coffee stain, thumbprint Red letters in the margin Heart heavy, still starvin' (yeah) [Verse 1] Used to keep my Bible in the bottom of the backpack Only hit a verse when I felt I needed cash back Treatin' You like credit, swipe faith, then I step back Lost in my habits while I'm talkin' like I "got that" Screens on my face more than Scripture in my mind Scrollin' through the gossip while I'm sayin' I’m "divine" I been postin' up a version of me that isn't mine You been waitin' in the quiet just to call me "child" this time [Chorus] Still You walk on my waves when I’m sinkin' Break my chains while my pride still’s thinkin' You hung for my hate, for my doubt, for my distance Gave up Your breath so I could keep livin' This is the gospel of Jesus Grace on repeat, I need it From my mess to my knees, You see it Love I can’t earn, I just receive it (I just receive it) [Verse 2] I been tryna bargain, "If I’m good, will You bless me?" You been tryna tell me "It is done," still I stress it You ain't in the ladder that I'm climbin' for acceptance You bled for the broken, not the braggin' and the flexin' Nails through the palms, yeah, the hands that formed the mountains Blood on the wood like a stream, living fountain Stone rolled back, and the fear started countin' Empty tomb echo in my chest, still resoundin' (woah) [Chorus] Still You walk on my waves when I’m sinkin' Break my chains while my pride still’s thinkin' You hung for my hate, for my doubt, for my distance Gave up Your breath so I could keep livin' This is the gospel of Jesus Grace on repeat, I need it From my mess to my knees, You see it Love I can’t earn, I just receive it (yeah, I receive it) [Bridge] From the couch with the bottle To the pew, to the altar To the car, late drive, when I whisper, "Our Father" From the lie that I'm worthless To the truth that I'm wanted You don't bless my performance You redeem what I started (hey) [Chorus] Still You walk on my waves when I’m sinkin' Break my chains while my pride still’s thinkin' You hung for my hate, for my doubt, for my distance Gave up Your breath so I could keep livin' This is the gospel of Jesus Grace on repeat, I breathe it In my doubt, in my dirt, You meet it Love I can’t lose, I just believe it (I just believe it)
Tags
rap, Smoky lo-fi gospel rap: dusty piano loop, soft vinyl hiss, mellow boom-bap drums, warm sub, and chopped choir hums. Male vocals in an intimate, confessional tone; verses stay laid-back and conversational, chorus lifts with stacked harmonies, subtle organ swells, and a gentle rise in energy. Roomy reverb on ad-libs, intimate close-mic on the lead., gospel, lo-fi
2:19
No
3/7/2026