Trippin' I been looking at the wicked
Trippin' I been making bad decisions
Banking on the grace that
You extend to all Your children
Should be asking for forgiveness
But I'm really into sinning
Backslidden, the fruit forbidden
It's always hitting, when you a Christian
I'm lost I gotta find my way like Where is it
I'm poor but can I pay God a visit
Anxiety been trying me
Fear in all varieties
I been trippin Holy Father
You deserve apologies
With open arms you accept me like Them Colleges
And you paid it all I'm going to Heaven on a Scholarship
But first I gotta go home, where the Father is
And get this grace and mercy like a Christian Starter kit
I'm such a sinner I don't know why You Fathered this
But that's who my Father is

I just wanna find my way back home
God I know I went astray so long
But I know I'm in Your grace for sure
So I'm tryna see Your face
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
You wait with a ring and a robe
You say it's okay to come home
Come home again

See me from afar, You're right there
With Open arms
Lord I know I made mistakes
But I know it's not too late
I know there's nothing I can do
To take me out Your love it's true
Neither not a height nor a depth
So Lord would You order my steps
As I find my way back home
Oooo, til I cast my crown at Your Throne

I just wanna find my way back home
God I know I went astray so long
But I know I'm in Your grace for sure
So I'm tryna see Your face
Oh Lord, Oh Lord
You wait with a ring and a robe
You say it's okay to come home
Come home again