…….Holla at ya boy, was never coy but full of bombastic, I swear his three wheeler bike help turn night into day, fantastic; tragic was his afflictions but they never changed his convictions, kept his ghetto neighborhood dictions cause he was ours, god gave him to us it’s in his files, a life long history he compiled, when he stands before god I want to be at his trial, to make sure it’s no confusion lord he was your child, sinned due to his weaknesses but mostly love was his style.