So young, so full of life and
vibrant,
Side by side wherever you was
ridin', I went,
So close almost was some
Bonnie and Clyde ****,
When dady died you was
right by my side,
With a shoulder to cry on and
a tissue to wipe my eyes,
And a bucket to catch every
tear I cried inside it,
You even had the same type of
childhood I did,
Sometimes I just wanna know
why,
Is it that you surcame to
yours,
And mine I survived it,
You ran the streets I nine to
fived it,
We grew up, grew apart as time
went by us,
Then I blew up to both yours
and mine surprises,
Now I feel the vibe I just cant
describe it,
Much as your pride tries to
hide it,
You're cold your touch, its like
ice,
And your eyes is the look of
resentment,
I can sense it and I don't like
it
A drop in the oc