“Back to the basics.”

I was chasing love in everything wrong.

Drunk off of jack,

Trying to get some women home.

Stuck living for them nights out,

Just to come back alone.

Stopped trusting God, and now i see where I’m wrong.

Took my faith and put it in friends.

“Ayo, throw me that oop, i won’t miss it again.”

Seeing women as nothing but bets and chances.

Never taking the chance of ever settling down.

Why’d i have to give away my purity?

Was scared this summer, i almost had a kid.

Woke up in cold sweats because that wasn’t how i planned it.

Told her she gotta get an abortion, i didn’t understand it.

What was i saying?

Looking back, it Broke my heart that i would even make a suggestion so frantic.

All these bad decisions.

All from chasing love the wrong way.

All from losing faith in God, rushing to do my own thing.

All from falling for temptation, giving away my purity, eating what was forbidden, realizing my nakedness.

All from forgetting the basics.

Guess i gotta get back to the basics...

Lord, help me.