Bar Talk

I'm not here to play the bad guy
I'm just really tryna drink away the bad vibes
I can't say how many women souls I've corrupted
I meant well but my energy was disruptive
Out here tryna be a king in prince clothing
But my mind was a rarity like Prince clothing
I can't say to many women had a chance
But I'm not gonna lie I did enjoy the dance
But deep down I know I wasn't doing right
That's why God gave me this stage with a mic
Kind of felt I was a singer in my past life
You would think these life scars would make me act right
I know God blessed me with the gift of gab
That's why the devil try to keep his hands in what I have
I could never with a straight face play victim
Cuz I know my soul closet has to many victims
I try to clean my closet out once a bottle
But it always replenish by the end of the bottle
I guess I was just being my father's son
At the same time destroying my mother's son
Who am I kidding got it bad both ways
So these women was in, for a long day
Can't say how many really wanna know my mental
Crack era mixed wit hand problems run my residential
But the surface shows a jack of trades for all women
I've never taken a woman's soul that wasn't given
I don't have a lie to tell or excuse to give
It's just funny how God never gave me kids
But I stop laughing thinking of the one's taken
Just the sheer thought always keep my soul shaken
I guess I thought kids was gonna give me hope
Instead I find myself running up a slippery slope

I guess my mind still hasn't found a landing
While my heart still yearn for the understanding
Of what life looks like with a happy ending
But I've come along way with a ugly beginning
Of what life look like with a happy ending
But I've come along way with a ugly beginning