Lyrics
The enemy doesn't need to destroy you if he can just distract you
See, Lucifer was cast down for wanting God's attention
And now he's mastered the art of stealing yours
Every notification is an altar
Every screen is a golden calf
Every dopamine hit is a false god whispering
Worship me
But Proverbs 4.25 says let your eyes look straight ahead
Fix your gaze directly before you
In a world engineered to fragment your focus
Staying locked in on God is an act of warfare
And I refuse to let the temporal eclipse the eternal
They monetize my attention, weaponize my addiction
Algorithms got me trapped inside a digital prison
Pharaoh didn't need change when he had entertainment
Keep the slaves sedated and they'll never seek replacement
I'm nodding Jezebel's spirits in an Instagram filter
False prophets got a platform, blue check marking up Twitter
Preaching prosperity while my soul is going bankrupt
Trading living water for whatever's in my cup
Got a new face, it's HD now
Same bio-worship, just stream it in a cloud
They perfected Babylon, made it pocket-sized and sleek
I'm one swipe from forgetting God if I don't got what I seek
Used to be an outlaw, lost in all the static
Now I'm warring for my focus cause the battle's automatic
Every second is a choice between the narrow and the wide
Distractions are the exit ramps on the road I gotta ride
I gotta focus while the world's out to me
Reflecting everything mature, manufacturing my fears
They built a tower, a bevel in my pocket and my palm
But I'm a non-prophecy and I'm staying locked on
Focus, through the smoke and the haze
Focus, through the culture's maze
Ain't one of my words should divide it into fragments and fractions
But a double-minded man is unstable in all his actions
Focus on the author, not the noise or the editor
Focus on the kingdom, not the counterfeiter-caterer
One thing I pursue out of many, compete for my soul
Staying focused is the price when you're fighting for control
Pavlov trained his dogs with bells, they trained me with a pen
Neurochemistry hijacked, dopamine is king
Scroll past my purpose while I'm searching for a trend
Social media Pharisees trading real life for pretend
They colonized my mind without ever raising a flag
Got me worshiping the creation, left the creator in the bag
Mother had anxiety, Mary chose the better part
One was busy with her hands, one was focused with her heart
I was moving fast on my way to a spiritual deficit
Present in the body, but my mind was somewhere separate
Jesus in the wilderness, faster 40 in the sand
Devil offer them the kingdoms, all the world at his command
If you focus on the father, wouldn't bow to the illusion
Same serpent, different package, same seductive distribution
I'm in the wilderness of Wi-Fi where the temptations don't sleep
Better learn from the Elo King, focus custody
But I just focus while the world's a house for me
Reflecting everything but true, manufacturing my fears
They built a tower, a bevel in my pocket, in my palm
But for now, no prophecy and I'm staying locked on
Focus through the smoke and the haze
Focus through the culture's maze
They want my worship, divided into fragments and fractions
But a double-minded man is unstable in all his actions
Focused on the author, not the noise or the editor
Focused on the kingdom, not the counterfeit competitor
One thing I pursue while the many compete for my soul
Staying focused is the price when you're fighting for control
Paul said, forgetting what's behind, I press toward the mark
Can't run the race, looking backwards in the dark
Lot's wife turned to salt when she couldn't let go
Your focus determines if you're moving fast or moving slow
Neshima says here, oh Israel, the Lord is one
Undivided attention to the kingdom come
They'll sell you every shiny thing to pull your gaze away
But I'm fixing my eyes on Jesus, he's the same yesterday, today
Hebrews 12, I'm running with endurance through the pain
Stripping off the weight, breaking every chain
My focus is a laser, not a scatter beam of light
I'm locked in on eternity while they're chasing what's in sight
I got a focus while the world's a house of mirror
Reflecting everything with truth, manufacturing my fears
They build a tower of Babel in my pocket and my palm
But I'm not no prophecy and I'm staying locked on
Focus through the smoke and the hate
Focus through the culture's amazing
While my words are divided into fragments and fractions
But a double-minded man is unstable in all his actions
Focused on the order, not the noise or the editor
Focused on the kingdom, not the counterfeit competitor
One thing I pursue, how do many compete for my soul
Staying focused is the price when you're fighting for control