STRANDED INTERLUDE

Who even asked for a playback 2022 reruns memories say that I ain't get past the pain of my past Although I claim that Like God, yah light up on me, why then do I feel the same More than 2 years later shawty still up in my brain Taking on different shapes and silhouettes Take me out yah peaceful rest With the lie that I'd be safe and secure up in ole shawty's breast But God, I need yah closeness Flesh ain't put to death yet, but you understand I'm growing too But why the mercy God, due attention I'm not showing you Chasing some ole girl with no clue of what I'm going through A care for that matter And it's you the one who shines right through matter to the cross where yah son was hanging plastered But in playin bastard, though I'm claimed above the devil's chatter Shame tunes my ears to hear his laughter No wonder I feel stranded No wonder I feel damaged Like is yah love enough, can it really be that bandage Your mercy be that piece, that peace, that cease the panic Or am I still that lost little sheep in this dynamic Or am I still that lost little sheep in this dynamic Praises to you even if a brotha movin frantic, for real