Back and forth

Going back to this, going back to back

Back to front

Something on my back, finna back track

Backslide, I feel inclined I can't chastise

I've been back so many times can't even front

Back to this

Going back and forth, I cannot afford

Can't ignore

Only crying out, when the pain pour

Open door find a way out

See what's in store

Cannot go back, I gotta face my front

I can't even blame you, ignorance is bliss

When you'd rather dive into pits than swim through life's scrimmages

Distant from the Image you was made from but you can't hide from origin

Close proximity to falsehood, can be generational, environmental

Territories doused in alterations from the Truth

Traditions and cultures cultivated away from the Father's safety can prove a deficit

Habits formed from observations

Curiosity lead to a need for experience

From one time to indulgence to methods of coping

Bound by the very vices, we deem a freedom you shall know them by their fruit

A merry go round of familiarity

Perspective fragmented, idioms passed down like heirlooms

Escape routes that a make you shine in deception

Deceive by the reception

The blind a lead the blind, the blind a lead the blind

Back and forth

Going back to this, going back to back

Back to front

Something on my back, finna back track

Backslide, I feel inclined I can't chastise

I've been back so many times can't even front

Back to this

Going back and forth, I cannot afford

Can't ignore

Only crying out, when the pain pour

Open door find a way out

See what's in store

Cannot go back, I gotta face my front

On a search to find it out, what I do know?

What do I know?

Will I ever find it out, what I do know?

What do I know?

Yeah

Here's a message for redirection

Search for Truth and you'll find Him

Living in fallacy and it'll bind you

Trade the holes on your side, for the Holes in His side

Man it's time to realign

I could go preacher but I digress

Something that I'm working on, I'd rather pray for you

And now I pray for you

Plow through the mud n mire and apply practicals

Lord please give me strength, Lord please give me strength

Because I reached a point where I lacked empathy

Apathetic in posture, disdain infiltrates my thoughts

Nuance was a foreign concept, wwo things couldn't exist

It's either black and white, no regards for a mix

But I say I know my Master?

Contradictions in my approach, leaning on my own understanding

Grace was the antidote to the antithesis of my witness

Started doing life, instead talking from the sidelines

Perspective is always different, when you live it

Back and forth

Going back to this, going back to back

Back to front

Something on my back, finna back track

Backslide, I feel inclined I can't chastise

I've been back so many times can't even front

Back to this

Going back and forth, I cannot afford

Can't ignore

Only crying out, when the pain pour

Open door find a way out

See what's in store

Cannot go back, I gotta face my front