Croupier

Now I'm so profound
First needed to be sober, found myself stuck in the midst of sulfur that I’d been shown around
I almost drowned, survived by a stroke of luck
After years of being stuck I don’t settle for close enough
Nigga I go the distance
I had been gambling with my own addiction
Chasing to be a high roller unaware that my soul was in it
Dying at the face of death
All smiles but devil laughing at the fact that I played myself
Staring in the mirror with spilled syrup on my shirt
Self destructive ain’t posses the fear of getting hurt
Druggish haze
Numb the thoughts of my mental state
Warning signs been in my face but thought I was the lucky ace
Lost myself, blindfolded my eyes gone
Knuckles bruised and cracked still choosing to fight on

Cut branches off and was left with the stem
Uprooted, renewed myself, chin to the chest and say amen
Removed the nuisances and the noose by neck
Do not move me you’re dirt to a broom your crew’ll get swept
I prove and I check
I make sure that I do as I said
Can never stay stagnant bout time i grew out of the den
And I’m coming out shoulders square
Taking actions, don’t just stare
Been paying with pain
Turn in the keys of my lonesome lair