Direction

Lord, give me a sign, I'm trying to find another way lost in time
This search is deeper than the mind, I feel I'm wise yet I'm blind
At certain things I try to change, but life is getting more confusing
It seems the older that I get, the more I realize I'm losing

Lord, give me a sign, I'm trying to find another way lost in time
This search is deeper than the mind, I feel I'm wise yet I'm blind
At certain things I try to change, but life is getting more confusing
It seems the older that I get, the more I realize I'm losing

I need direction, no protection for my friends or my foes
Bad choices what I chose, everything that I stole
I'm so confused and hate to lose, see I can never get a win
It's like I'm keep living right and yet I steadily sin
Will the recession ever end? Yo, this can't be life
'Cause all my partners did me shite, God, show me some light

Lord, give me a sign, I'm trying to find another way lost in time
This search is deeper than the mind, I feel I'm wise yet I'm blind
At certain things I try to change, but life is getting more confusing
It seems the older that I get, the more I realize I'm losing

Lord, give me a sign, I'm trying to find another way lost in time
To search is deeper than the mind, I feel I'm wise yet I'm blind
At certain things I try to change, but life is getting more confusing
It seems the older that I get, the more I realize I'm losing

You know I was trapped in this bullshit
I stayed high on marijuana since childhood and still I'm feeling the pain
From animosity and poverty since deep in the game
Hard to express these days of stress that I been going through pimpin'
Sometimes I ask myself inside was my soul born condemned
Even on days when I give praise, my minds still in the phase
Where I'm going to fail because of my wicked ways
I'm spiritually dazed

With demons scheming, every time I close my eyes, I stop breathing
It's like I'm cursed from a curse semen in a land full of heathens
That's only built up for destruction in a world of corruption
Materialistically lusting, trapped in a mental concussion

Confused about the ways I move, 'cause I get lost in abyss
Searching for days of righteousness but wake up looking at this
In the midst of heartless markness fraudness
Want to be stiff showing broadness
Well put together, scheming but partless, all alone, just a target
Thinking that God is going to reward this
Yet and still I be tripping
When I bring it to the attention of others
They say my mind just keeps flipping