Midnight Blues (feat. Johnnie Mae) Video (MV)

Why are you cast down on my soul? ohhh-hmmm, yeah, oh
And why are you the turmoil within me
Hope in God

I woke up at midnight
While everyone was sleep to find my light
Tryna count my sheep and say goodnight
But I can't get my mind right
On whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is true
I can't seem to think on these things

I've been such a debbie downer, 'cause I'm not ready power
Drained from my outlet, I need a tool, a router router
To make a groove or smooth joint because I'm sour eh
Cryin' over this spilled ink, my pen has floundered
At midnight, can't sleep tight, my knees fight to pray sights on me
Lights on the, heights I see
Earthly pedestals, kisses, hugs and petals rose
Thrown, I catch to fill up those longings to be on
My golden child syndrome, sittin' on my big throne
My daddy daycare led to night neglect, he been gone
I feel at home on this stage
I put Christ away when I contemplated my content plated
Servin' up CEOs that wanna label me and lace me in their brand
I'm pacin' with demands, but I can't 'cause I am in the middle of a dry season
Feel like my words, leavin', LORD let your rain pour, on my speaking

I woke up at midnight
While everyone was sleep to find my light
Tryna count my sheep and say goodnight
But I can't get my mind right
On whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is true
I can't seem to think on these things

Hidin' but tryna break out somethin' like acne
Bumpin' blazin' beats without lyrics, it tried to trap me
Writer's block, built a glass prison, my words are tapping
On the outside but my vision is handicapped
Need to move around these bars (Bars) trapeze
Artist lettin' loose, my lips so I can trap these verses
Call up the pall bearers, bring out the hearses
Bury negative Nancy and her curses
Relatives can't see that her verbiage is akin to me akin' to me
Get a preacher for her service, grab the tambourines
Drown out Nancy, Debbie Downer, let the choir sing
Blast the speakers, I'm rehearsing for her eulogy
But my revival, it is vital that this organ gets turned up to play
Let it draw bars from my heart scars 'cause on today
The auth-ar and finish-ar of my faith
Gave me the words I was missin' on my page

I woke up at midnight
While everyone was sleep to find my light
Tryna count my sheep and say goodnight
But I can't get my mind right
On whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is true
I can't seem to think on these things

Ohhhh, so much on my mind yeah, mmm
Can't sleep at night, uh
Let me tell you about it