I remember sitin playing football in the front yard lookin for you. preying to see u. now they hitting me got to spinning. Fina cry watch your inside die. friends comes to meet you. had no one for them to meet. pops got to buying my shoes cuz you couldn't see me when you was behind bars now you Trina make up for when I was like 3. you was torturing us got drunk and mad cops at the house a lot to much we knew all of there names by hart. now I got to worry about opps. no one got time for da cops. im not capen but you stay Lakin. hart broken watch your inside die. seen your face on the news like 3 times. don't want to do drug because it will putt you in prison. just be honest you ant ever learn. tell me what I did for you not to talk to me. at this point just won't cry till I die. but I'm not cuz you just a guy. pray a little longer meet you up above it be crazy how you was there at one point bot not now