Yeah , they used to called me the host
Cause my niggas love to chill ,like kids in the streets . I
Drank every wine in red , was blind and couldn't see nothing but smoke From the pipes .

Thought I loved what we do ,nick himself was my duo .
Until I met the Almighty
He told me, I was wrong ,
All those shits I didn't really need .
He told me ,our lives was worth more
I wouldn't believe that until he showed me the cost .

Then I realized I was lost
I knew only one way to fix this .I
Felt on my knees , confessed my sins ..the man, Jesus ,heard me and he wiped off my dead records .

Now,
Am born again ,changed my diet but I didn't ran way from my crew cause am still hoping we dined together at His feet.

On my chest is the cross of calvary,but someone evil told me that the chains on my neck won't change anything, that same
chain changed everything in me.
nick asked me how I did it?.I told him this;
I didn't do it ,He found me and asked me to come find you,then you go find another.That was the short story that changed our misery into a ministry.


© I.J