It’s brick outside/ Gotta dress warm before you get killed quick like a housefly/ Winter is here and Christmas is near/ Went to New York with the fam and it was freezing out, it was clear/ Went to see the scenery at Rockefeller Center/ A lot of reasons to spend big money, nope I did not succumb to the pressure/ But I must admit I did a little bit/ Bought nice gifts for the fam, I love ordering it/ Saw the big tree there at Rockefeller, even the skating rink/ It was amazing, that’s what I think/ People selling Mickey Mouse balloons that light up and others were celebrating with a drink/ I usually be at home eating Christmas cookies, playing Mariah Carey and NSYNC/ I just love the Christmas spirit/ Christmas is a holiday like no other, this is the realest/ Drinking wine from a wine glass/ Chilling, staring at wifey and her fine ass/ We witnessed the first snow of the winter drop/ in NYC while waiting for an Uber at 34th street to enter on the spot/ Took pics, I took VTO to miss work to enjoy this/ It shows that everything comes at a price, it is what it is/ I sacrificed earning counted dollars for time spent with the fam in New York and it was worth it/ So fuck it! If I went to work and passed this up, I would have regretted it, no shit/ It’s not all about money sometimes/ Can I get a co-sign on that? It’s occasionally about fun times/ That’s why I absorb the moment, I’m not that much of a dumb guy/ Not even this one time/ If it’s Christmas Eve or the day or more before and I don’t go to NYC, I don’t feel at ease/ Forgot to mention that upon getting to New York, we went to Jollibee/ Ate the bucket of chicken, fries and spaghetti/ I’m holding it down for you pop, in your absence/ Doing everything you did when you were alive, I have your essence/ It sticks me like a magnet/ And when it comes to your death, I still want some answers/ Started out raining when we were on our way/ To go to the NY, it first seemed it wasn’t ok/ It was bleek in the beginning/ Then it had a beautiful ending/ I was glad I made us go/ God definitely came to aid us, though/ I was content no doubt I made wifey say yes, fuck no/ The weather couldn’t stop us, what do you take us for?/ It was challenging/ But things started balancing/ These New York streets are the illness/ Riding around in Uber and Lyft/ Dad sacrificed for me, now I gotta do the same for my kids, so they future is lit/ All bundled up, wearing two socks on each foot, look it was super brick/ Had my pajamas under my sweatpants/ Was up in Marshalls/ T.J. Maxx, Bed, Bath and Beyond is affiliated, wifey was glad, could see a sparkle/ Thanks to the proud Algerian Lyft driver that took us that could see far and wide, like he had goggles/ Who was asking what my son was saying when he said gogo/He meant coco boss, when he drinks it you can hear it popple/ Need I remind you that my dad died at age 80?/ He was with us in spirit as we were in the NY, glad it wasn’t hectic like the earthquake in Haiti/ The day was amazing and I was soaking it up like it was my birthday going crazy/ Merry Christmas to you all!
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