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LIL ROD


Without Lil Rod, here my world's messed up. Staying up all night until 12:00 O'clock

trying to figure out why it was you and not me thinking that it was just a dream. So,

many times I think of the good old days. Rememberig, when you told me to go and

follow my dreams. And now when it rains I take all the pots and pans just to collect

you because that's the part I'd love to do. Now, I got my momma asking me where

they'd go and I can't even tell her before I break down and cry. 

 

Come on won't somebody please tell me what to do before I lose my mind. Now, it's

5:00 O'clock and I'm still up trying to fight these demons all throughout the day 

saying it's gonna be okay even though it's not I just can't take this anymore. So, if

you understand than you should probably give out a helping hand.

 

I know basketball was your life and dream but since you're gone I'm continue, to live

my life for you and me. So I want you to remember this one thing before I close this

out tonight, I'm alright even though I got epilepsy and I don't take my medication I 

hate this whole situation.

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