Ay Hazy baby..First off, I wanna say thank ya for the dedication..Means a lot, that you took the time to write a piece for me..n a damn good one at that..Just that ya cared enough to incorporate me into it..My name always sounds good when its comin from you, just wanna tell ya that I notice it, and i really do appreciate..also i wont forget it neither..

As for the piece...The imagry was mad vivid and made for a captivating verse..Your choice of words and rhyme scheme made it all flow together nicely.

>trying to get hte feel of what medication can soon take as a loss......
she kneels and prays to the needles filled with sin that she swears is holy'er than the cross............
in te hhospital her blood hits the floor with wrist wet from sweat with the voodoo charms....as th enurse puts hte 4lb baby in its mommas arms.........

Somethin about those lines^..You always have a certain descriptiveness, where if someone was to throw those bars at me, im positive i could indentify them as being yours.

>the small casket is laid into the ground........never again will this addicted baby breath another sound.........

^That was a very tight way to end the piece..the imagry of the "small casket" sums up the entire emotion of the piece..Also by writing this "addicted" baby, instead of maybe just "baby", said a lot about how much the innocent child suffered from the troubled mothers mistakes..That one word made a big difference, in my eyes..another example of your word usage contributing to the illness of your verse..

Anyway..Overall this was a very tight piece..Flow, imagry, emotion, everything was represented nicely..I was very much feelin it...had a good message also, and youre delivery was so strong that youd actually think twice about picking up a needle after reading it...Youre pieces are always eye openers...Well gyrl, i got nothin but propz n luv for ya, n you know this mayun...thanks for the dedication once again...keep shinin hazy baby..
Peace.