Sign Of The Times

Mister, mister

I heard God speaks to man through signs

Well I think I just seen mine

'Cause when I kissed her

I picture her bringing forth life

Like Madonna and her child

No need to be alarmed

It's just love

And the future

But so what?

Mister, mister

Do you think I should let her know

Or wait it out, let colors show?

'Cause when I'm with her (When I'm with her)

Impulsivity pulls at me

I'm stronger now than I used to be

It might be too late, I've gone

And spilled my guts

But it feels so great, it's risky

So what?

I think its finally 'bout that time, a nigga nearly thirty

Find some soil to plant a seed, Lord, send me someone worthy

I was chasing 'round my fucking lady like a sycophant

But you brought me up and out of Egypt with your single hand

My homie crashed the tesla, and that shit went up in flames

The lord, he got him out in time, I wanna tell him thanks

Sometimes I feel it should've been me inside of the passenger side

Then it would've been me 'stead of-

Is it my fault? God decides who stays, who goes

Can I ask the question? 'Cause I really wanna know

I was at home in my bed, my spirit felt a disturbance

Signs are all around me, I'm just trying to interpret

I know, I know, I know, yes, I know

I know a sign when I see one, sign when I see one