I can see him now, up in the clouds
Telling war stories
How war tore him, gave him jewels in his crown
Vietnam to Northern Cali, family new to the town
He had nothing but a truck, maybe a few dollars, how?
Could someone live like this? Give up their life for what seems like emptiness?
Simple cuz instead of just saying, they really live for this
thats vision of Gods provision that he had given them
There aint nothing like it, living by faith, they were commissioned huh?
On a mission without themselves on their minds
They fought with hell to break a spell and make the roughest treasures shine
They blazed a trail and made a sale, I look at their lives and then I measure mine
and see that Jesus was their model of life and living every time
Every rhyme I write is a reflection of what they taught me
Pops has made it home and mommas strong in how shes walking
Aint no stopping with a passion like theirs, it's more than talking
and it's still alive in me, so theres no way that you can stop me!