...im tired of looking back... to my Son..

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im tired of looking back memories false facts. labels without witness. broken hearted off track. not able sleep. or being fit like ah dad. mental frustration being dealt the wrong hand. locked up in the county stuck accused of abuse. at this day n age it haunts my every move. chest pains when i talk having ah bad mood. life on the edge always missing you. little do he know ive had some rough rides. troubled with anger attempting suicide. not cuz theres no love. no love in my stride. discontent feelings of being barried alive. its tough ta understand. most will never know. some say hes ah pussy. i say let me show you. cancer symptoms carrying my own weight. confused n disconnected from most of my days. always need a dr so he can help me breath. living with suffocation most will never see. n then i went to prison what ah fucked up ride. i still remember your best age at five. landscaping in da woods golf cart rides. i wanted you to work. n enjoy being wise. im puzzled with what to do but im speaking the truth. just know nobody comes before u, when i had ta go move. i was acting out with anger. dont be like that, not cool. always show your heart with everything that you do. if u didnt get heart from mom. you got it from me. as i watch your wrestling videos. staying strong with your dreams. lifes been hard. i wont sugar coat shit. thats the story that be told when im writing these hits. its what your dad's best at is makin em mix. strength in our hearts. carry the beat in our chest. makin rhythm in my music. is what i do best... remember to say grace. no doubt youll be blessed. i pray ta see you soon i hope youll understand. always remember your dads your biggest fan.

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