Mess About It (feat. Ray Parker Jr. & Jon Batiste)

I came back from New York City Everything had changed There was something different about the way everything looked I have been seeing little pictures running through my brain When I used to run around on a Northern Oh, I (ahh) I (ahh) I (ahh) I (ahh) I'm a mess about it I'm a mess about it When you're burning daylight And you're almost home Little things can windup a way inside of you And your smile gets stolen By this thiefing sun Got the stain all over the steering wheel I hear it I (ahh) I (ahh) I (ahh) I'm a mess about it I'm a mess about it I know people in Detroit city Gangsters through and through You don't want me to get them all involved They make trouble Everywhere they go They got history you don't even wanna know They can't stand a single and insuffering I swear (ah-ahh) I (ahh) I (ahh) I'm a mess about it A mess about it Is there something you can tell me? Make your heart come clean Is there something on that concrete mind of yours? I've got family up in Muskegon Where the moments blow They will help me wherever I go I (ahh) I (ahh) I (ahh) I (ahh) I'm a mess about it Completely messed up about it I'm a mess about it I'm a mess about it I (ahh) I (ahh) I'm a mess about it I'm a mess about it I (ah-ah-ah) Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha