I think I’m Lost

I think I’m lost and I’m tryna get found.

I wander around on dangerous ground unbound.

I think I need more guidance and need more direction or else I’m stuck going in a poor direction.

This neighborhood ain’t the best place for me.

Why am I here knowing this ain’t the best place to be.

Running down this path means I’m running with the devil.

Of course I’ll end up dead when I travel to that level.

Now I know there’s a great deal of good in me

But sometimes I go to places that I shouldn’t be.

I hate paying these unnecessary cost. I need to be found because I’m sick of being lost.