Bey i remember dem ole days...
As lil niggaz tryna have fun...
We was like brothers...
You were the brother i neva had...
If i remember correctly we was always rollin together...
From den...
After all of us graduated...we was together 22/6...
Me, you, ya cuzzinz an a couple frenz...
We was partyin like mad..
We was a family dawg...almost blood relatives
Crackin jokes...drinkin...smokin...
But you fuckin shot me in my back...
With my own fuckin gun...
You knew da situation...you knew cuz i told only u...
An becuz u knew...it was e-z to screw me over
Bey...there iz a fuckin code most normal humans follow...
But you crossed the fuckin line dredo...
Notice da words dat follow...Fuck it cuzz...
A sane person would jus cut u off...
But im not sane...imma listen to sum person in my head...
Im hearin "do not hate the person, hate the action..."
So nigga...my words to u...if u read dis...have fun with ya lil prize...
A prize u value over family...
Also knw this...you shud neva put a ___ b4 family...
Erryting Kopadollo Zebra...u do u...
P.s Bosslady was here!!!