We all standing outside in that all black
Some niggas dress the best they could in them worn slacks
I don’t get along wit everybody here but outta respect I’m a fall back, so today I ain’t on that
I was just gon sign the book and dip
But u my man so I’m a give you this
last look and shit ..
Now ya mother coming my way
For her I’m a act ok, but Son I don’t know what to say...
My mouth ain’t move for nothing is wild
I just paused... She gave me this long hug and then smiled and said.. im ok
But she ain’t mean that I ca see she torn apart and that just hit me in my heart
They finna start ya eulogy ... Yea, that part..
I just flashed back to that park in Brooklyn where we slap boxed
Or took it to the court and slapped backboards then pushed it to street, 2 hand touch, we’d play from that car to that car
We go that far back Im talking little
Just happy while u was here I always told you that you official
This shit foul man blow the whistle
Hang my man Jersey in the Rafters we gon miss you
Wet tissue, as ya fam lift you
Walk u out the church to the hearse give u that last lift to
That place they gon forever sit you
Below the ground, I’ll hold it down and never forget you...
Pledge allegiance to the flags and the doo-rags
None of us came up good so we do bad
Victims of circumstance, food stamps
Cash advances from welfare and bullshit healthcare ....
We all we got..
look around this house of worship let’s dead this war shit we all we got..
We all we got..
look around this house of worship I mean come on kids we all we got
released May 29, 2020
Produced by Heatmakerz
Graphic Design by Austin Hart