Memories

I grew up in the household full of family 2 brothers and 4 sisters yea we all family I was the youngest boy in the litter out to break way I Meet my Pops for the first time when I was 6 then My moms hid me from my father I never knew why Lie on my birth certificate bout whos my Dad I never gave a f*ck about it but I know its Sad I never had a grudge bout it but that's moms decision I stay gamed up homie yea I been all precision The people that I love most always turned they bac on me Ever since I was born the devil been after me God gave me a gifted to see beyond what pastors see That's why I understand the way my life been happening Now God show me the light that I have to see Growing up on the bloc I was so influenced By the Gangsters and Thugs I was so influenced by the gangs and the hustlers group of lil niggas mobbing up the block running from the cops Mom dukes kicked out the house when I was so influenced skipping school Getting money yea I had to do it Rest peace to the homie Michael He took me in The last time we spoke "you said roll to my party on Saturday" I banged your line and your brother answered and said you died he uttered Committed suicide All I did was cry so shocked and surprised I wished I could've saved you from the evils unseen The world so cold and full of pressure Your name will live on forever No matter what type of weather