Verse 1 (Grit Cut) Heavyweight breathin’, chest tight like a cell block, Pain write memoirs in flesh, every scar talk. Backstroke through regret, currents pull me under, Every future I touched fell apart like it’s plundered. Mind on a sprint, soul limpin’, heart bandaged, Talked crowns and kingdoms but lived off advantages. Smiles was masks, laughter hid the distress, Room full of bodies, still alone in the mess. Chased the high just to quiet the riot inside, Glass clinkin’ with devils, pourin’ truth to the side. From the corners of conscience to pits I was trapped in, Blind to the Shepherd, only saw what was happenin’. Hook (Dusty, Minimal) Deep in the dark where the pain don’t rest, Scarred-up heart, tired soul, no breath left. Hit rock bottom, only thing I had was air, That’s when mercy grabbed me, pulled me outta there. Verse 2 Addiction in my ear sayin’ “stay where you at,” Cell door wide open, still I laid on my back. Keys in my fist but I was numb to the weight, Shame sat shotgun, every step felt late. Bars full of blood, I was writin’ in spurts, Every verse was a wound I refused to reverse. Knew the Word but I drifted, let the truth collect dust, Prodigal feet tryna outrun the trust. Faith on thin ice, hope danglin’ threads, Prayers hit ceilings, nights talkin’ death. Said “you too far gone,” let the lie run free, Didn’t know grace was still huntin’ me. Hook Deep in the dark where the pain don’t rest, Scarred-up heart, tired soul, no breath left. Hit rock bottom, only thing I had was air, That’s when mercy grabbed me, pulled me outta there. Bridge (Street-Biblical) Found me filthy, still stamped me “son,” Peter folded under pressure, still got the nod. David in caves with his sins on repeat, Valley pitch black, Shepherd close to my feet. He don’t crush what’s cracked or mute broken cries, He talk life to dust, make dry bones rise. Verse 3 He lifted my face, said “that pain ain’t you,” “Your value was sealed when the nails went through.” Strength ain’t forgettin’, it’s rememberin’ clear, Walkin’ forward with scars, still God is here. Now my wounds speak louder than my old bravado, Every tear footnotes pages I survived though. Still wrestle with flesh, still doubt what I see, But my steps got direction when I bend my knee. From the bottle to vision, from wrecked to restored, Found at my lowest, redeemed by the Lord. Final Hook / Outro Was lost in the smoke, now I live in the light, Still patchin’ old damage from them cold, dark nights. If you bleed in the silence, yeah, I been in that spot— Grace hit hardest when my life hit rock.

Rock Bottom Psalms