Sons

I call it
I call it
This is for my sons

I love you more
The more I love you
With each new shade of the sky
I look into your eyes
And I pray for you
I pray the night can't compete with your light
I love you more
The more I love you
With each new shade of the sky
I look into your eyes
And I pray for you
I pray the night can't compete with your light

How fitting it is that you would be called son
The Way you beam
When you're exposing The King
Become a world before you're forced to conform to one
Be sure the world is never without the son
Don't get so lost in the artist
That you forget your own
Don't get so wrapped in the saucy
You don't ever leave home
Don't get too comfy
Times a tickin' move along
If God's the DJ then you can write the song
Your steps are ordered
Trust the purple crayon
Your minds divine
Don't get caught trying to compete with time

I love you more
The more I love you
With each new shade of the sky
I look into your eyes
And I pray for you
I pray the night can't compete with your light
I love you more
The more I love you
With each new shade of the sky
I look into your eyes
And I pray for you
I pray the night can't compete with your light

Adam where are you
Omnipresent wanna make sure you know
That's self reflection
Self oppression just gon lead to depression
And suppression of what is destined
Just gon increase the pressure
Take every lesson you learn to be a blessing
And every vision and word
Know it's manifestable

Don't you forget who you are
Don't you forget who you are
Don't you forget who you are
Don't you forget who you are



Credits
Writer(s): Latoya Favor
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