π Memories and Pain π
R.I.P. to the big g-thang 6 ft 4 Craig's yo name after the crash nothing was the same as It was b4 known you as a friend since I was a little bambino twisted hurting painfully its still so rough and raw i remember that night we left the road. my body broken and not a single phone call. heard you was out cold too bro heavily sedated, it wasn't pre meditated for years I smoke weed all day and drink repeatedly my memeroies faded another years gone again nearly the anniversary 12 years a slave to the pain it's always hurting me didn't get to say goobye to you they switched off your machine stokesy was our homie nearly killed us no remorse for what he did to me you funeral was a shame everybody fighting, We was there to say goodbye chairs being thrown destroyed the lighting people falling down it's wasn't right. yo mama had to witness this while she was grieving inside hold on tight to your loved ones stay away from the light don't waste you time it's a one shot at life we got so create your own story give it all you got invent your own plot maybe you'll go down in someone's history leave a legacy of good memories no enemies for centuries my children get the best of me it doesnt matter what anybody says to me squashing all my beef rage and disbelief living with all the pain and grief makes you humble can you see.
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R.I.P. to the big g-thang 6 ft 4 Craig's yo name after the crash nothing was the same as It was b4 known you as a friend since I was a little bambino twisted hurting painfully its still so rough and raw i remember that night we left the road. my body broken and not a single phone call. heard you was out cold too bro heavily sedated, it wasn't pre meditated for years I smoke weed all day and drink repeatedly my memeroies faded another years gone again nearly the anniversary 12 years a slave to the pain it's always hurting me didn't get to say goobye to you they switched off your machine stokesy was our homie nearly killed us no remorse for what he did to me you funeral was a shame everybody fighting, We was there to say goodbye chairs being thrown destroyed the lighting people falling down it's wasn't right. yo mama had to witness this while she was grieving inside hold on tight to your loved ones stay away from the light don't waste you time it's a one shot at life we got so create your own story give it all you got invent your own plot maybe you'll go down in someone's history leave a legacy of good memories no enemies for centuries my children get the best of me it doesnt matter what anybody says to me squashing all my beef rage and disbelief living with all the pain and grief makes you humble can you see.
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