Mess I Made by Datin

The New Ark by Datin

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Mess I Made
by Datin

Album: The New Ark

Intro
As time goes by, puffin' on lye
But I'm sick of gettin' high
It got a brother feelin' crazy
(Got a brother feelin' crazy)

Chorus
I regret my ways, further to the left, I've swayed
Help me clean this, help me clean this mess I've made
This mess I've made, dag
Lord, I confess I played an evil game of death, I pray
You help me clean this, help me clean this mess I've made
This mess I've made, dag

Verse
From my porch, I would see thе other kids at war
Fightin' for this block that really isn't ours
My father sat nеxt to me and said, "Listen boy
They'll either die or they'll be walkin' through them prison doors
So don't follow them, don't ever detour
'Cause those that wander down this path will be destroyed
My son, I believe you're destined to be more
Than a drug dealer, honest labor brings you rewards"
If only I took what was advised
And applied it, then I wouldn't be stuck in this bind
I would be suited up with a tie
And a job that paid me more than enough to survive
But now he's gone, I was crushed when he died
You would think I would do something of substance and strive
To make him proud, but I feel disgusted, 'cause I
Played a part in this corruption that thrives
I wish I listened, but I was feedin' the lust of my eyes
And I rejected all of his instructions that guide
Instead, I followed and ended up just like the guys
That hustle, yes, I've been sucked into crime
When people ask, "What would your father say
If he saw the way you were livin'?", I get filled with all this shame
I'm turnin' folk to zombies and makin' my residents evil
Pushin' product and sellin' death to my people
I can't remember, starin' in the mirror with a blunt lit
Just havin' fun with this unloaded gun, click!
Pullin' on the trigger like a maniac
It's the reflection in the mirror I was aimin' at
It looked like me, but I ain't know who was holdin' this gun
Pointin' at me, then I had this soberin' moment
I'm so gone that I don't recognize myself
I looked up and then I cried for help, I said, Lord..

Chorus
I regret my ways, further to the left, I've swayed
Help me clean this, help me clean this mess I've made
This mess I've made, dag
Lord, I confess I played an evil game of death, I pray
You help me clean this, help me clean this mess I've made
This mess I've made, dag

Outro
Man, I ain't tryna hear that game
You your own man
You made your choice and you just wasn't built for this
And that's cool
You got off the block
You started takin' your music serious
You signed your lil' record deal
And now you have everything you ever wanted
That's what you think happened?
Yup
I mean, you partially correct
Because I do have everything I've ever wanted
But it didn't come with any record deal
Matter of fact, I never signed the deal
I left the block to escape the evil I was involved in
But all I did was come face-to-face with the devil, you heard?
He offered me a record deal, but he wanted me to sign that contract in blood
The blood of our people