VERSE 1
What guarantee can tomorrow give me today?
Homie, it’s hard really to say.
Feels like this life is a probability game
And the odds of winning
are slim as a lottery ticket, dang..
No matter the dollars and property you attain
How flawless of an image, how popular of a name
These objects that we longing for all eventually fade
Like everything that flows from my heart is really in vain
Or do I just need a broader vision and aim
Not a comforting crutch
but the substance for which we’re made
My inner whispers are pointing to something greater
The cure to fill a heart with a void the size of a crater
So gear up, we got a mountain to climb
Any excuses, boot em right out of your mind
See I don’t care if you’re scared
Or say you’re not spiritual
Your hope is too small if it don’t demand a miracle

VERSE 2
Hope requires that faith and action must coincide
Recall when Jesus invited Peter to join his side
Walking on the water,
I wonder if I would mobilize
Or give a cold reply, like
“I think I’ll stick in the boat this time”
Jokes aside, it ain’t enough to think thoughts
Can’t write my story
If I never let the ink drop
Can’t make a journey
Without ever stepping down the path
Doubt is whack but has the power to turn a coward back
Knowledge of hope guards my mind like a shower cap
Belt of truth strapped in,
Blazin’ til we out of gas
When they see the blessings
Flowing through our mouths and acts
Homie I ain’t boastin’,
I just show ‘em where the fountain at
I pray to keep that at the heart of this ministry
Each line of mine plays a part in a bigger scheme
To share the hope that’s been given me
After all, every forest had to start with a single seed

VERSE 3
Hope is... a haven, offering people empathy
Reach through a beef
Showin’ peace to its enemies
Speaks truth to peeps who in deep rooted misery
Where grief looms,
Seeds bloom and reap fruit eventually
Hope is...assurance of purpose amidst the hurtin
A person observin’ a certain worth in the worst occurrence
At its purest, hope is fervent, and lifts up burdens
never passive but actually active practicin’ service
Wanna know the secret ingredients to make it flourish?
A cup of love,
A pinch of pain
A dash of courage
See hope is not concerned with avoiding a hard task
It marches through the storm like join me or fall back
I won’t dodge the draft, man I’m down to follow
Ride the high tides stead of drown in sorrow
A pill that I ain’t too proud to swallow
For a richer joy today and a crown tomorrow

OUTRO
And so… what guarantee can tomorrow give me today?
None besides the promise that God’ll give me the grace
sufficient for opposition and drama I’m finna face
Ears hearkened to my calling, I’m charging into the fray