Reflections in the Midnight: A Journey to Right the Wrongs

Been up for three nights trying to plan out my life. I’ve been living so wrong, but I just wanna do right. It’s like I did her so wrong, but wanted her to be my wife. Wanna pack up my clothes, my kids and catch us a flight? They getting older. I never wanted them to know how it felt to come. My fault, I guess. I did it all wrong. Seven in the morning, my shit buzzing and banging all day my phone rang. Ever since I’ve been famous, every scheme to get us some paper. If it wasn’t for favors, they ain’t never call you sometime. Hey, look to the girl who got my heart forever. See if I’m doing fine. Even though I’ll be so caught up on the grind. Could you call me if I ever cross your mind? Go ahead and send a text. You know, if I don’t answer today, i’mma answer tomorrow. That boy be speaking. He said I never wanted them to know how it feels to come from a broken home. My fault. Guess I did it all wrong. Sheesh.