To  be honest I thought this beat would be the perfect tempo,

time to let off a couple things I had across my mental.

Funny when you're never here your presence influential,

give advice and serve it official like you launched a missile.

Funny how we talk of gun play and never play pistols but pop back with reaction when the truth is plain and simple.

We snap it no caption, while you let it burn to the Gristle, call it official but we never discussed the fact that I missed you.  

 

They've been seeking me out and telling me I got an issue,

or expect me to loose my life at the end of pistol,

funny how you fall down but never see who hit you, so we play if off empathetic I get chu I get chu.

Truth is I never understood,

because once I seen that you were gone, I knew your gone for good.

We never spent enough time every time that we could,

I know if you see me now  you wish that we probably should.

I've been bent off of Mollies in parties in Hollywood.

Embedding in bad habits that are stuck for good,

know that if you were around I would have stuck for good,

invested get into college I probably should.

 I thought I take some time to  write you,

for in fear that my next actions are vibrantly spiteful,

    You avoided taking my hand and found pride in your rifle

mislead us like you were Jesus, and i’m your disciple.

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To Be Continued.