Post Office Shut Down

Yo, I’m straight out the block, livin’ life on the grind,

Enny Lane closed, man, I’m losin’ my mind,

“Until further notice,” they say, ain't that a joke?

Cuz in this hustle, every second, I’m chokin’ on hope.

Operational reasons, what the fuck does that mean?

I’m tryin’ to send love but this game’s feelin’ mean,

Queues long as the street, bitches waitin’ for a sign,

But they shut me down quick, now I’m wastin’ my time.

Life’s tricky, my mum’s vulnerable, can’t you see?

Need my stamps for them letters, I’m just tryna be free,

But these closures got me stressed, man, it’s heavy like lead,

I depend on that service, now it’s messin’ with my bread.

Apologies posted, like that’s gonna fix it,

Like I’m tryna do good, and they’re just slippin’ and slick with,

My plans gone to shit, so I’m rage on the scene,

Livin’ that street life, know what I mean?

I’m ballin’ in the struggle, fuck you and your rules,

Tryna keep it all together while they makin’ me a fool,

Cuz I’m flexin’ through the city, hustlin’ with my clique,

But when the post office closes, man, that shit hits quick.

Yo, I’m callin’ out the system, where’s your accountability?

Livin’ in a world where I’m fightin’ gravity,

Like a thug on the run, tryin’ to make my way right,

But they close the doors on me, leavin' me to fight.

So I’m rallyin’ the troops,

Against this postal shutdown

Enny Lane, you hear me? We ain’t takin’ this loss,

Cuz it’s just a matter of time till you feel our badass gloss.

So if you livin’ in Liverpool, don’t just sit and complain,

We’ll unite in this struggle, we gon’ hustle through the pain,

Post office shut down, yeah, we’re mad as hell,

But we’ll rise like the phoenix, with a story to tell.

In the end, it’s the heart that’s the real MVP,

And through these closures, we just tryna be free,

So here’s to the fighters, the ones holdin’ it down,

We’ll take back the streets, we ain’t losin’ our crown.