Ahem, it’s the Creator
Your Mediator
Hand over the mic and just sit back
Till I give you a hand over your enemies’ back
I’ma stay cool when it’s hot
See Him change the game when it’s steaming hot
Always but, I snatch the mic
Like He’s a bad host; trusted my own psyche
I’m nervous
Hold your nerves
You played your part
Now watch Me play the second part
Look into My eyes
Stop the cries
Hear your firstborn’s cries
And see it fulfilled in his eyes