Four Summers

It's taken four whole summers to understand my Christianity

A lot of trials and tribulations really hammered me

And if I never learned through the pain it'd be a tragedy

I've come familiar with many principalities

I've seen the struggle through my friends and through my family and gradually

I've learned what's been following the back of me

Head on a swivel I've got many spirits mad at me

Some people I thought had my back were really back stabbing me

Four summers to fully understand the value of the cross

But till I die I'll never fully understand what I've lost

Through my sins and all the times the line was crossed

I'll understand when I'm judged after sleeping in a box