His Addictions

Shit just remind me of mornings in Chalmers What up Esy Still I can't let you go oh You go oh I know that it don't show yet Don't show yet Yeah yeah And I can't let you go oh You go oh And I tried to let you go Let you go Still I can't let you go Pops was a womaniser Self made coochie slicer Props to his last born came out a little nicer A chancer by birthright fuck em without no rubbers He knows that it's not right but he's cursed in covers Highly blessed with lovers that switch as the day goes A preacher who played hoes Salvation right after he put some flake in his nose Redemption found him a wife and a baby boy A born sinner something like Cole and FauntLeRoy Now his only concern is the type of man that his raising What mistakes he'll be making I guess hey I guess You'll never know You'll never know No You can never know You can never know Still I can't let you go oh You go oh Yeah I know that it don't show yet Don't show yet Yeah yeah And I can't let you go oh You go oh And I tried to let you go Let you go Still I can't let you go Heavily faded I pray in heaven he made it The son of a have not He's insensibly hated at every house that he stay at Cause some of em have thoughts of the person he'll be A junkie who picks locks At the spaza shop blowing pipe and crack rocks Real Kasi brother toughees with no socks type He's been through it all from broads to a brawl therefore Mama used to lock him inside so she could hustle For some nickels and dimes Those were desperate times but tik made him complete Addiction was his defeat now his 6feet and I'm clinging tight to a memory Fears of his father confirmed unfortunately Fate favoured his pops gave him a chance to repent He was slain in the name of a cocaine debt No chance to change he passed away before 26 In his memory I'm going all out Clips and commas that's what we all bout But we so die early that's some shit you don't touch