There’s not a door that you can’t open when you got the master key
If you submit your self to God, resist the devil he will flee

I don't always understand God's reasons
I just know it's hard to understand him in dry seasons
Guess I just gotta wrestle with the facts and SOS when I feel trapped
Don't want to hear another song about my season
I just want to lock in to engage with the weary minds
Dive into the deep, where it's broken and teary-eyes
I just gotta wrestle with the skeptics while I listen to the questions
Like all those years of oppression man, where was God? I get it, though
If God would fix everything that would make him appealing
But since he can, but he doesn't that makes him a villain
Dang, I'm in my feelings
‘Cause I ain't got all the answers but I can't walk away