If the day comes I won't be
Letting any of em control me
Lights down low in the Bentley
Say the word leaving you empty
I question your thoughts and your decisions
You claim to have perfect vision
My ideas they do surpass the ceiling
This is not a universal feeling
Bigger and better I do envision
Hoping you gain a little wisdom
All the Higher forces they pressin
New deals leavin you stressin
If the day comes I won't be
Letting any of em control me
Lights down low in the Bentley
Say the word leaving you empty
When the day comes you won't see
Me ever let em be controlling
Billboards driving through the city
Listeners they'll be with me
No they won't
They can't ever
Take control
Of my heart
Of my soul
This I pray
This I know
No they won't
No they won't
They can't ever
Take control
Of my heart
Of my soul
This I pray
This I know