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A dead body washes up beside me
Another soul floats away so quietly
The waves crash the sand and the sun is shining
The breeze blows lightly
It all seems untimely

I used to want to know him, wondered if we had the same mannerisms
My mother said he was charming, knew how to handle women
Kept some money, then she said he drove rigs or something
Ideal gig, being he left us and kept it trucking
If it wasn't for these memoriеs, he left me nothing
Most arе hazy but some I see vividly
Some I can even feel like him lifting me in the air then kissing me
His mustache hair tickling my cheek
Dark skin with a fro, parking lot Joe
Brown bag over his Blackberry Brandy
Bullsh*tting with his guys, he kept a deck of cards handy
I guess I got lost in the shuffle, got some family I never met
A brother and sister that I ain't even seen in a picture
They would never guess
That they little bro's the best secret ever kept
Over the years I imagined how they might have looked less and less Sometimes I wondered if you wondered about me
Your little b*st*rd from Brooklyn turned out wonderful, how could he just Leave and never call, never pop up on me?
As a dad I kinda want to hear your side of the story, but
At one winter, me and moms was eating Thanksgiving dinner
And got that call you was no longer with us
Ain't know you well enough to say that hurt me, on Thanksgiving though Probably a sign that I ain't need to know a jive turkey
Word
A dead body washes up beside me
Another soul floats away so quietly
The waves crash the sand and the sun is shining
The breeze blows lightly
It all seems untimely

Dead body
The city is insane
The city is in pain
I get sentimental when it rain
Dead body
Cause I'm in memory lane
You walking on a different plane
I miss you since you became
A dead body
My father is gone, dead
My auntie is gone, dead
My cousins are gone, dead
My homies are gone, dead
My granny is gone, dead
How do I go on? How?
Do they live in this song? Yeah
Dear Holy Father, what did all the drama in our lives show you?
Is it a live show you watch?
Are we actors for God's Roku?
What is the real meaning of problems and trauma your child go through?
I wrote you a song and I hope I'm not just talking to Pro Tools
When my uncle died I was by his side
He died in Cedars-Sinai just like Biggie and Pop Smoke
When me and my pop spoke, he was on his last leg
I was in the studio, he was on his death bed, then he flat-lined
True story
A dead body washes up beside me
Another soul floats away so quietly
The waves crash the sand and the sun is shining
The breeze blows lightly
It all seems untimely

Dead body

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