Addiction

Coming to America, from Kingston in Jamaica
Was 7 years old the last time I met my maker
No wonder I love hookah she was hooked onto the vapors
Was pregnant with my brother now his eyes like undertaker

Gave us to the Lowman's so the system wouldn't take us
Don't really know what love feels like, how can you blame us
Lions in the jungle, I know it was hard to tame us
Been knowing we some Kings, it's my job to elevate us

Blowing like a napalm
Make sure you pick the right arm
Got caught up with the jakes and the snakes
That's a State Farm
Don't really know what they on
Don't really know what they on (low mumble)
All I know is Nights get short, when ya days long

Ain't got too many memories, don't even know her voice
Growing how she grew up guess she didn't have a choice
Said she was for the streets, five fathers, five boys
I'm here to paint the bigger picture that was a decoy

Can't say I feel her pain, but I know I feel her rage
Imagine finding out ya mother dying cuz of AIDS
Imagine daddy gone, a different chapter turn the page
Imagine fighting demons that ain't yours, I'm burning sage

I never asked about her, she not here to say what's true
Enhancing the religion in my genes, yeah it's true
A blessing comes from timing why you think my name is Boon
If Jesus was a movie, guaranteed it's coming soon

A fidget when I'm sipping - that liquor got me spinning
They say that sex a weapon and she had a death sentence
Father please forgive her idk if she repented
I'm here to break the curse!
I'm the last, I gotta end it



Credits
Writer(s): Jared Louree
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