No idea why this is coming to me tonight. But i feel as if lately there has been a lot going on in my life and i feel i should really thank a few certain individuals who i know have always and will always be in my corner. Without you people's belief in me i don’t know where i would be. This is my soul. My thoughts. My heart. Whenever im sitting around with the click and you might see me off in a daze (Not sleeping.lol) this is what I may be thinking about. So here goes.
My nigga. My Ace for my entire life. We fought together. Grew up together. Cried together. You were the only person I could come too about everything and anything for a long time. The chillin drinking with the crew after dances and after school. Even when I was pissed about coming home from Michigan and didn’t want to go to SU, you would never let me talk about it. We’d just ride around and freestyle and share 40s with the change we’d scrape up. You would tell me “Go to school Royce. This shit aint for you. You got shit you can do in life. You talented.” You were always the smartest bruh. You just didn’t have the resources I had. I love you my nigga. I know you are living a good life now with a wife. Im so proud of you. More than you will ever know. You lost your brother but im gonna always be your other brother. Never forget that.
Royce.
Or as I call you Dad. I love you dude. We’ve had our differences at times but its only because we are so much alike. I cant even type this without tearing up. But you taught me that a man cries. And any man that says he doesn’t isn’t a real man. When I was younger you were like Superman to me. You had no flaws or faults. When you and moms would fight and you’d leave you would tell me, “Im going home to Alabama for a little bit but I’ll be back.”.lol That shit is true when they say your kids will believe everything you tell them. When you went away for min. I didn’t know. But when I got old enough in HS to know what happened when you went away the second time I was so mad. I didn’t want anything to do with you. Ignore your calls and letters. I acted out. Did a bunch of things im not proud of. When you got back, I was going into senior year. We had a talk between men. Not as Father and Son, But as men. I’ll never forget that. Ever since then we’ve been best friends, father and son. And you still are Superman to me. So last year when you got sick and was in and out of the hospital I felt helpless. I prayed. More than I ever have in my life. You got better. I been praying ever since. I’ll never stop. This year when you came to me about a serious matter it changed all my plans. That was January. Its December now and its gonna carry on into next year. But know I’ll never break my word. No matter how long it takes. We got fam, each other, and God is directing our lives. You taught me that and im not going anywhere until its over.
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