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