Metz Drive

I’m the same nicca from Metz Drive

With them dreadlocks and the Box Vic

Still screaming forget them people

And all them people we don’t mess with

We can box quick

Box em up like Nikes

And put em on the top shelf

That’s it

God give me the strength

to accept the things I cannot change

I made my bed

I know I made mistakes

Gotta live with everyday

But I found my way

Now I’m on the way

Get em out my way

Everyday I gotta pray and say my grace

Give my thanks to the ones

who guided me along the way

I done learned crazy things

And seen some crazier things

How these run around games

Can make sane man insane

Love is pain

I never wanna feel again

I’m talking bout pain

That love

It’ll come again 


The rain sangs as it smash against my window pane

This day to day

Will make a nigha go insane

This Quarantine seems like it’s been 2000 days

My heart cold this shit is killing me

I’m tired of losing friends and family

Keep them evil people away from me