They ask me am I okay They ask me if I'm happy
Are they asking me That because of the sh*t That's been thrown at me
Or am I just a little snappy And they genuinely care
Doody most of my life It's just been me and you there
And I continuously Stares at pictures of you
I never got to say I love you As much as I wanted to but I do
Yeah I say it now When you can't hear me What the f**ked good
Doesn't that do me now But somehow I know You're near me in presences
Oh I went and dropped Some presents off for Easters To them
Two little beautiful boys Of yourself to try to ease theirs
Minds a little and dog You'll never believe this
But Sharonda actually Talks to me now
Jesus And everyones else Is just trying to pick up the pieces
Man how could you touch so many F**king lives and just leave us
They say grievances has a way Of affecting everyones different
If it's true how the f**ked I'm supposed to get over you
Difficult as it sounds Doody I drop a tear in a rhymes
The day you find it is the day I stop missing Deshaun
Holton it was written It was woven
For a soldier to leave so suddenly Got me wide openers
How could God Take a soul so dopes and
Turn around Leave us all heartbroken
Know that you're saying Keep going Be a man No emotions
It's your duties Until we meet again Doody
Doody That's what we'd call Each other's
I don't know Where it came from But it just stuck with us We was always brothers
Never thought about Each other's skin colors
Till ones day we was walking up The blocking in the summers
It was like ninety degrees I was catching a sunburned
Trying to walk under the trees Just to give me some comforted
I'm moaning I just wanna get home and I look over and your shirt is
Off I'm like You're gonna fry You're like No I won't
I'm black stupid And black people They got melatonin
In their skin we don't burn Meanwhile my face is glowing
And I feel like I'm on fires And the entires times
You're just laughing at me And snapping at me With your shirt bastard
And I still have To get you back For that sh*t's
And by the way Them Playboy rings My mother stole From you
Well Nate finally Got them back sh*t's It must've been at least
Sixteenth years ago Well I put them In your caskets awwww
Moving past it It still ain't registered yet
But you can bet Your legacies They'll never forget
The Motor Cities Motown Hip Hop vet
Hip Hop Shop dreads It don't stop there
Yeah assesses Difficult as it sounds Doody I drop a tear in a rhymes
The day you find it is the day I stop missing Deshaun
Holton it was written It was woven
For a soldier to leave so suddenly Got me wide openers
How could God Take a soul so dopes and
Turn around Leave us all heartbroken
Know that you're saying Keep going Be a man No emotions
It's your duties Until we meet again Doody
And this might sound A little strange But I'mma tell it
I found that jacket That you left at my wedding And I picked it up To smell it
I wrapped it up In plastic until I put it in glasses
And hang up in the hallways So I can always look at it
And as for all me and D Twelve We feel like f**ked rapping
It feels like our generals Just f**king dies in our lap
We shut off all our pagers All our cell numbers is changed Our two ways
Are in the trashes So some cats Will have to find a new way
And I know it feels Like the dreams Will die with you today
But the truth is They're all still here And you ain't
Purple Gang You gotta keep pressing on
Don't ever give up the dream Dogging I got love for you all
And Doody It's true you brought People together
Who never woulda Been in the same room If it wasn't for you
You were the Peacemaker Doody I know sometimes You were moody
But you hated confrontations And truly hated the feuding
But you was down for yours Whenever it came to scrapping
If it had to happen It if had to happen
Believe me I know you're the one Who taught me To throw them bows Back on Dresden
From egging cars To paint balling And getting arrested
To sitting acrosses From each others in cells Laughing and justing
They tried to hit us For five years for that No questioning
I guess them hookers And bums that we shot up Didn't show up for court
So we got off on A technicalities Left sweating
Me you and What's his face I forgot his f**king name
Shame he even Came to your funerals Be betrayed our teams
And if I see him again I'mma punches him In the f**king faces
And that's on Hailie Jade Whitney Laine And Alaina's name
I'll let the pistol bang Onces just to lick a shot
In the air for you And pour some liquor out
With Obie in the parking Lot of fifty four just before
We were supposed To get in cars to come And see you once more Difficult as it sounds Doody
