heh..
good drop
some nice imagery thru out the piece
i could imagine it was the old man actually writing these thoughts down.
and then as usual you ended it with a dope segment

'so the next time you see him in the sun
as he screams at your fun, remember the love
that he doesn't possess, take some heart from ya chest
and lay it out in the open, to unfold and rest
because he doesn't have anything, n' u have it all
so next time he get's mad cuz your having fun ..
try throwing him the ball ..

old people are about to die .. remember that, pz
^ill.

props