Boss Wood - Closure Lyrics

When I stepped on crack dat shit ain't break my momma back once
She told me poisionin yo people bring you bad luck
I was so close to defeat but dat's my ass fault
Let me tweak it dat's my feet against the asphalt
See how close I am to the streets mmm
See how close I am to my peeps mmm
Aint no open hands when we greet mmm
Give me dap Corona Virus dead real and I ain't bought no vaccine
Bitch I'm me
Ain't nothin but pressure when I step
I keep my peace
Fuk yo metal detector dat's my belt
I will not cease
Until they put D E in front of dat
I want my feast
Chicken turkey and ham I'm goin' dat
I'm gettin' sick and tired
Of niggas lien when they spit they rhymes
Pootie Tang if this really my gift then why'd I tie it
Why deny I'm the fire that's still ignited
That forced Smokey the bear into a swifty retirement
I have been
So light on my toes I need a pediatrist
Active wait no dat's purple 340 oh you put dye in dat
Niggas fakin' they lean habit but why is dat
Because they know you unconscious to all it's side effects
How you let some nigga status help you kill you
Dat's like lettin' a dirty bandage try to heal you
Niggas normal and use dat to help em feel cool
Orange you listenin' it took a pill for them to get to juice
I had a baby by a lady that I didn't love
But if I called her wit my problems she will listen to em
I couldn't get that out my ex I guess that treasure gone
But if my baby had a lived the family would've known
Now they wanna hate me cuz I'm me mmm
Now my brotha face I cant see mmm
It's hard to try to face me when we speak mmm
Used religion as a way to say I'm week mmm
Tell yo family how you cheated and you found a way to hide from it
Instead of us colliding it was yo son that could've died from it
When I got that call I was like naw
I felt my eyes runnin
Had to solider up cuz wasn't nobdy there to drive for me
Nursed him back to health
I had to help that man walk again
He was so off balance like the way used to walk in sin
But I kept my cool wit it
Cuz ain't heaven unless you was in it
But when you learned to pushed buttons you was misusing it
All that talk about this job that I refuse to quit
It fed yo family on them days you couldn't do the shit
I guess music wasn't the spoon to use for food to fix
And salin' drugs ain't my M O and I refused the licks
All I wanted was some closure now I got me some
And if nobody ever speak again then more power to em
I kept it all the way a buck look wat it got me for it
So if I see yo son I'll politely give this dollar to him
Closure