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