Mess About It (feat. Ray Parker Jr. & Jon Batiste)

I came back from New York City
Everything had changed
There was something different about the way everything looked
I have been seeing little pictures running through my brain
When I used to run around on a Northern

Oh, I (ahh)
I (ahh)
I (ahh)
I (ahh)
I'm a mess about it
I'm a mess about it

When you're burning daylight
And you're almost home
Little things can windup a way inside of you
And your smile gets stolen
By this thiefing sun
Got the stain all over the steering wheel
I hear it

I (ahh)
I (ahh)
I (ahh)
I'm a mess about it
I'm a mess about it

I know people in Detroit city
Gangsters through and through
You don't want me to get them all involved
They make trouble
Everywhere they go
They got history you don't even wanna know
They can't stand a single and insuffering

I swear (ah-ahh)
I (ahh)
I (ahh)
I'm a mess about it
A mess about it

Is there something you can tell me?
Make your heart come clean
Is there something on that concrete mind of yours?

I've got family up in Muskegon
Where the moments blow
They will help me wherever I go

I (ahh)
I (ahh)
I (ahh)
I (ahh)
I'm a mess about it
Completely messed up about it

I'm a mess about it
I'm a mess about it
I (ahh)
I (ahh)
I'm a mess about it
I'm a mess about it
I (ah-ah-ah)

Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha



Credits
Writer(s): Randall Bramblett
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