On the Peak

[Intro] How’d we end up on the Peak Going west dead endin Never thought life would trend in This direction Yet the mountaintop The Peak is where You are [Verse 1] Peak ends at Whittier But I’m at my wits end Spendin time and money At dollar general When I generally don’t know if The next checks gonna come in time Bouncin around, same story new street Cracks in the pavement Under my feet Peak in a state of disrepair Been so long its become a state of mind Feel like I’m biding my time A time bomb been ticking like Tinnitus, ears ringing And Mom’s arthritis Singing, as her bones creak Worse than the floorboards A sound our landlords can’t hear Over the sound of our check clearing [Verse 2] Something’s different on the Peak Not just another dead end street Looks the same as all the others Is it possible Do streets have spiritual fathers and mothers. I met a prophet who slipped through the cracks Saying God is on the Peak. That He still speaks He’s speaking to us. I heard it louder than the gunshots Softer than the kittens under the porch Everything looks the same Same old game Grinding But I swear walking passed the alley I saw a neighbor smiling [Verse 3] From the outside looking in Abandoned Plywood windows And Empty lots for swimming pools Still can’t cool off in the summer AC’s busted Yet you say he’s an ocean That I have to die, to drown Been drownin most of my life I’ll jump right in Peak devotion Trying something new New wineskin Old bottles left behind Used to think I was confined to this life, this street Who would have thought God walked upon My patch of busted concrete [Bridge] Its not easy Pulled this way and that Stray cats and stray bullets Cornered by the corner stores Old habits die Hard but, He didnt promise better weather Its Whether or not He is with me That Makes all the difference [Verse 4] I had a dream Peak had turned to gold The old houses made new Even the sewer grates were smiling Neighbors owners Owning their faith When I woke up The street still looked the same Paint peeling Shingles holding on for dear life Life goes on But I walked past the alley again Wildflowers Up through the cracks Golden [Spoken Epilogue] God is on the Peak, and He still speaks, We’re here to listen We’re Praising God Mouth Open as we Speak, our truth Porch by Porch, Restore us Thank you God that, You didnt ignore us, Pass us by And forget Now heads bowed on purpose So lets bow our heads and pray Pray for the Peak