[Verse 1]
First thing in the day, gotta pray for my mom and them
Praying for my church, CHH, and the godly men I
Know in armed forces where they spray with the hollow tips
Enemy wanna surround them and then get to bombing them
I got confidence ‘cause I know the God they riding with
It’s the God that said I should grab the mic and rhyme a bit
Mountainous I need God’s help climbing this so this project can
Take the game to school, and for free, that’s a scholarship
Devil always creeping, want to eat me with no condiments
God did not make me for you, I’ll send the chef your compliments
He ain’t sleep, my spirit ain’t weak, but the body is
Obviously, the enemy gon’ try to surround me with
Lust and pornography, holler if you can vibe with me
Gotta be able to relate when temptation is constantly
Popping up on my IG, walking around on my street, mental photography,
Tryna get rid of these images from the beginning of my teens so I
Pray on, I stay prayed up, I bank on Him that’s a layup
Put my alarm clock under my bed so I hit my knees when I wake up, yuh
First thing in the day, bruh, before I get my k-cup, yuh
I got bars, I mean my calls never break up, yuh
When it’s all falling apart, I call the architect, it’s
All for free, He never charges me, I never call collect
He’s never sleeping on me like a narcolept, He
Was awake waiting for me to call on nights I hardly slept, I
Hardly benefit at all from following my heart and doing
What it says, “deceitful above all” is what the prophet said, so
Everyday I pray to get my heart correct, there’s a lot of
Garbage my heart is hard-pressed to wanna get, but the
Psalmist said “the Lord is my shepherd and I shall not want.” My
God stay with that rod, so I walk the way that I talk and
Talk the way that I walk, ‘cause I’m in the flock, and the
House I built won’t rock, ‘cause I built it on the rock

[Hook]
I pray on (16x)
Built it on the rock
House I built won’t rock, built it on the rock
He’s got power, milliwatts
And I’m in the flock
This beat’s just a little too hot, I think I gotta get one more verse in
But you guys gotta rock with me on this one, alright?
Watch the beat drop

[Verse 2]
If you a real believer in Jesus, stand up
Now drop to your knees, throw your hands up
Contrary to atheist propaganda, the
Fervent, effectual prayer of a righteous man avails much
Aside from the Word of God, I ain’t saying much
Pray without ceasing, in other words, you should stay in touch
Unbelievers think that it’s just empty stanzas but
It’s a Jesus thing, so you wouldn’t understand us
Drop fire like Elijah, wood, stone, and dust
Burnt up to ashes, damp, no matches
Sleeping on Jehovah, they got flipped off the mattress
Baal must’ve bailed, ask his prophets if the man’s clutch
We all turn to higher powers, I look to the Man above
Some look to the government and some pick up that cannabis
Some think that there is no God and some think He abandoned us
If that’s it then I submit that He just followed after us
Take prayer out of public schools then complain He turned His back on us
We losing lives, you act surprised, but you tore down those commandments
Is morality a reality if we’re practically just animals,
Moving randomly? Were the casualties really tragedies at Sandy Hook?
Can it be that we’re masterpieces, crafted beings that are valuable?
Actually more than our anatomies, in the natural?
But you mad at me ‘cause I’m on hand and knee, you call it apathy, I call it tactical
‘Cause I got enemies, a lot of enemies, I call the cavalry, it’s only rationally, I gotta
Go to war on ‘em, don’t speak on His name
Voldemort on ‘em, don’t act like He ain’t
Lord of lords, homie, I might go insane
Got a sword on me, double-edged blade
Knock ‘em all down, no gutter balls
All strikes ‘cause, before Christ, all are gonna fall
When the Three strikes, no turkey, Butterball
Thoughts and prayers for my enemies I love ‘em all