[Produced by The Bizkid]

[Verse: The Renaissance]

Look, I pray I make it
Through all the chances taken
So many n***as faking
For me to put my trust in man
You understand this here
It be a spiritual connection
With the people upstairs

Like maybe God is a woman
Or maybe God is a being
That's deeper than anything
That anyone's ever seen
Or been able to wrap out minds around
'Cause I have found
Over time, we've got so many views of God
But no sense of you and I

So we try to rationalize
Who we are, when, and why
But it's deeper than the surface
Of the things before your eyes
Where's the truth at?
'Cause truthfully I see a lot of lies
And that's a true fact
Opinions end up serving up all the blind
With a piece of humble pie
I guess we stuck in pride
I guess when ego dies
The spirit, it will reside
In a place that ain't crowded
With the (?) of time
Wasted and faced with all of the realities of life

Bless

[Refrain: (x2)]
Tell me where we go, oh
Tell me where we go, oh

Tell me where we go, oh
Tell me where we go, oh

Tell me where we go
Tell me where we go

Tell me where we go, oh
Tell me where we go, oh