[Verse 1]

I feel the pressure, I'm watching some people press up/

On people that they're impressed with 'cause they consider them precious/

They'll do whatever man, just to get in their presence/

But only when they can see when they're poppin' antidepressenants/

That's hard to see when the paparazzi and press/

Impress on us the whole perspective that all the earthly possessions/

Can fully satisfy just 'cause it brings them pleasure/

But that's a lie from the pit just to keep the eyes on the present/

Might I present to you this, Chrst wants to give you a gift/

But you're ignoring him, storing up earthly treasures (don't ignore him)/

Plus worthless fabrics, the earth is passing away/

And everything that you purchase is like the grass that we graze/

You know it's withering, whether or not you want it to/

But you live like it won't, like you think you'll always be 22 (we ain't always gonna be young)/

When you really won't please don't wait 'til your fully grown/

God wants to invade your life now, this earth is not really home

[Bridge]

Oooh, woooo, yo I felt that one man

Yo man, I didn't even give them the hook yet

I just want them to really think about this

...Listen...

[Verse 2]

This thing is serious, hope I can get you curious,/

Thinking about the futility of earthly materials (think about that)/

From birth your life on this earth is merely a series of things/

The ends up being routine, that's your experience/

But that's a problem just think about how monotonous life/

Really is, life really ends, you're back to a pile of dust (we all gotta die)/

I don't apologize, 'cause I don't speak in my own authority/

Jesus said this before He looked in Pilot's eyes/

He told his chosen disciples not to hold on to this life to firmly/

'Cause everything earthly is just going in cycles/

You were born with a hyphen betwen the day that the doctor/

Smacked you on your butt and you lay in the morgue when your life ends/

If you're bored with this life and you got questions/

Then God got answers in Jesus Christ he'll be more than a nice friend/

He'll be your solid rock that you can build your life on/

And live for eternity worry from from the body rot

[Hook]

None of it satisfies, some of it gratifies/

Son of gun, the fun under the sun is glamorized/

Satan's a slick one y'all, the sum of its camouflage/

Eternity away from the Son of a lavish God

[Verse 3]

You may not feel this, I know this ain't appealing/

The people of God are pilgrims just passin thru, then we're peeling/

We got a future inheritance, more fulfilling than anything/

That this life can offer us, therefore, we're shielding/

Our fragile hearts from the battle scars that the bag of false dreams sold us/

But nobody told us about the latter part/

You climbed the ladder but at the top it was nothing but smoke/

And God your creaotr holding a bag of blood/

He said if you don't repent and turn to the man above/

Jesus, my Son then none of your stuff matters much/

Naaah, it's a chasin after the wind, you've got it, you get/

You've done it and then you chase it again/

But that's the plight of the basic nature of men/

The nation throughout the ages replace him but in the end/

They'll feel his fury, they wanted to steal his glory/

Some of y'all will hear this and probably still ignore me/

But why? you ain't got to endure the wrath of god/

You can be in Christ, please God and be satisfied

Yo man, I'm gonna just give them a second to breathe/Ooooh

[Hook]

None of it satisfies, some of it gratifies/

Son of gun, the fun under the sun is glamorized/

Satan's a slick one y'all, the sum of its camouflage/

Eternity away from the Son of a lavish God