Addiction Lyrics

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