NOTE: These lyrics are as they appear in the CD booklet. Shout out to Json for being one of the few rappers to actually provide listeners with his lyrics!

Chorus:
Look who I've become/
No I'm not who I was but I'm not who I use to be/
That man that you use to see is through with me/ I'm not the same one/
Flashy cars and jewelry no longer are they moving me can't you see/
He's making me over over over over
He's making me over over
And I'm not who I used to be get used to me/
He's making me over/

I'm definitely not who I was but no I'm not who I will be/
But I'm becoming becoming someone who He's making me daily/
Just watch and you see/ get used to me/
'Cause the man who you knew ain't no mo
And the man who is will soon be/
Newly defined renewed in the mind attached to the vine as he prune me yes
He's making me over/
Yes my old heart man He took that/
And I'm so far gone my mind has been blown
So just say my wig has been pushed back/
Back I'm not settling back track I'm not peddling/
That fact will be evident as I'm cracked cracked like a skeleton skeleton/
Yea so the flipping the dime whip and the pine to blow/
Living to shine remember them times but no that's not how I'm defined no mo/
I'm blind no mo it's time to grow I'm flying fo'sho they looking like how he
used to be wild and foul He made me his child and wow you just take a look at me now/

(Chorus)

So let us just say He is the potter and I am the clay my heart is now flesh it's mushy wet and yes it's perfect for Him to reshape/
I'm just pottery dirt from the earth just a vessel cursed, deserving of death yo/
Certainly a retch was led to confess because I been purchased and blessed though/
Now I'm living to die or say that I'm dying to live/ I'm trying to give/
Him all not just part of me y'all should see clearly that I am now His/
So you can keep watching me transform and there's a truth I will stand on/
And stand strong the potter will perfectly mold what He gets His hands on/
And His hands on me so look at the potter don't look at the pot/
Look at the builder don't look at the house look at the shepherd don't look at the flock/
I belong to my God now and I'm ready to fly now/
And they looking like how/
I used to be wild