“Transidentity” by Kenosis

(Cody Miles)

My faith aint a ritual, sick of fixin it fictional, quick to kick it to the mission field and stick it to consensual peeps. I got a heart for the streets, who pass the pills for belief, and preach the Word in the burbs of the Sovereignty. I talk in 3rd person, Holy Spirit. What’s worse, I’m steading working: to be fearless. Not Counterfeit, come to grips with these hollow tips. Follow men? You’ll be searching like solomen.

Transidentity, becoming the man I’m supposed to be, transcending the sin in me through the Trinity, in between Elohim, I see the unseen, we are and we’re being made: Holy. X2

(David Boone)

Somewhere over the rainbow Where the crimson main-flow To cover sin-stained clothes washed anew. Robes white as snow. bright as glowing brilliance. In a real sense. Feeling’s one in millions. With Thanks I cried out claimed as bride. Sanctified, now. Changed inside-out. Heart transplant, stone for flesh. Dry bones get breath and rose from death.

(Dustin Curlee)

(Check it) Drop the meth, methodology, a prodigy of God you see. Changed from a villain by sovereignty, now all of me must manifest, the man i best be- I’m set free. Positional Identity, in him i be, liberated from contingency, uh, a royal law, I’m loyal ya’ll, I’m a new entity with an affinity for serenity.

(Cody Miles)

Transidentity, becoming the man I’m supposed to be, transcending the sin in me through the Trinity, in between Elohim, I see the unseen, we are and we’re being made: Holy. X2

(David Boone)

Daily we battle this catalyst of negative influence: Darwin, Sarx and Marxist philosophy. Ego-trippin. cats giving props to me. You’d be shocked to see what I need to do to be the man I got to be: murder me awkwardly. Living sacrifice tends to crawl off the altar still it’s all got to alter. Shapeshift in positive direction. Not just optimistic, look not to God, ya missed it.

(Dustin Curlee)

And my existence is persistent, perseverance, interference from appearance of the culture- a vulture, hovers overhead and wishes me dead, but I press on in my armor- I’m a warrior. I’m in a battle thats been won by the glorious Son and so the armies that surround me- i see everyone with compassion and a knowledge that they already lost, at the cross i was bought with the weightiest cost.

(Cody Miles)

Transidentity, becoming the man I’m supposed to be, transcending the sin in me through the Trinity, in between Elohim, I see the unseen, we are and we’re being made: Holy. X2

Not who I am… Not who I will be… Not who I am… Not who I will be… Not who I am… Not who I will be.. yo I’m not who I am.