When I Get High - Duce

When I became a man

I put away childish things

But before I became a man

I didn’t always fit the shoes of a King

I was a child trying to find his way

The toys I played with kept my eyes occupied

And left my eyes in a lustful boyish frenzy

My playmates had long legs, short skirts and soft skin

They cared enough to lie down and wallow with me often

Jezebel turned out to be my very best friend

I’d look in her eyes before ever seeing the sunrise

Every time I paid her a visit and slept in

Before I became a man

I saw how God made Adam from dust

So likewise I tried to make love out of lust

I didn’t know any better

I was taught by example

«Let your mouth spit game, but never let your heart say much, «I treated his daughters like beauty pageant contestants

There would be zero return on their investments

Proverbs 31 was never a criterion for my selection

Keep in mind this was before I became a man

Before I became a man

I would unlock my curse and throw away the key

I allowed anger to set up a construction company inside

Bitterness never rested

It left no time wasted

Whether Father loved me or not

All I could regurgitate was hatred

I became allergic to showing any form of compassion

Before I became a man

I was much shorter

Not just in height but in spiritual insight

Because I never had a picture

Nor did Pixar ever have a film

Showing me what God’s man really looked like

But when I became man

Oh, When I became a man

I learned how to love Father God right back

Even though I’m good at falling short of the glory

I reflect on my story

Through my praise I’ll self publish a testimony

When I became a man

I learned how to cry

Because I’m not ashamed of my tears

Since I became a man

I’m not longer afraid of the dark

I’ll wrap my hands around James 5: 16

Confess, Pray, and Heal my Heart

I have discovered something

That there are medicinal qualities

Right down the corridor of introspection

When I became a man

I learned how to love her

My Esther, My Ruth

I learned how to honor her like she was Jesus' mother

Because one day she’ll be pregnant

With the seed that will transport my legacy

So that my God and my name will both have longevity

Even after they bury me

I could not love her before

Because I was not able

My insecurities and my perfectionism had me

Looking in on the next best player

That was checking in at the scorer’s table

How could I possibly be her covering?

When I was an umbrella with holes in it

But I learned to love her like I ought to

Because I want Him to be my Father and my Father-in-law

Since that’s his daughter

When I became a man

I learned to love my brother

I’ll share my heart, my hug and my hallelujah

Because a hug and a hallelujah without my heart

Leaves room for his spirit to respond with «I never knew you»

I became a man so that when he became a man

He would know a man

Who picked up the gospel and put the toys away

When I became a man