miss my people

look up to the sky and see the sun constant reminder of you big al and all the fun we used to have with alot of laughs your constant encouragment about my raps kept tellin me to spit my flows told me i had rythem all i eva said was ya right u must be trippin now my eyes are drippin but i straightened u wont see me slippin with the booze or drugs what i would give to give you one big hug shot out to big al with all my love whats up uncle steve wish u didnt have to leave please i hope your looking down on me and see the that im trying to succeed going to work and smoking my weed i miss u everyday wish i could see you i love u sincerly ya nephew