since we was youngings we was tighter than our own fam...
with out hesitation id give you the last dollar in my hand...
ready for anything on your plate on demand....
no fathers around we became our own man...
when i fell you helped me stand, plotted the plan
to help moms and our sibblings change lands..
in school i was football you basketball both front page...
the field was my domain the court was your stage...
dated sistas,twins, best friends and cousins....
lyeing when they called saying you was sleep when you really wasnt..
we was brothas from differnet wombs who the streets consumed...
popoularity, birthed hatas and new found obstacles...
two young men,wit dreams, in da hood, aka mission impossible
sucess became a job with endless overtime..
constantly harassed when ridin late at nite by one time...
senior year your girl was pregnant ruined your dream of your colleg sport...
yall kept it a secret.you had no doe,i worked to help you abort...
it was hard,felt like it wa my kidd to, at 17 the hardest thing we ever been through....
we was all americans,passing wit all b's signing day was among us....
grown men without mentours who grew together from youngstas...
i called your moms, moms and you did the same
pictures of us 10 years old fighting over a nintendo game...
friday, the day we anounced our college of choice
school set up a seminar so the student body could hear our voice..
we was driving only 5 miles away..i remember what happened clear as day..
its like time slowed down...even the music sounded screwed....
we was in da wip listening to niggas wit attitude
actin like nothin can touch us..just two beating the odds brothas..
chillin at a stop sign we both bobbin our heads to the beat...
till a truck ran the stop sign and turned our way on the street...
he lost control and hit your side of the whip full speed...
all i saw when i woke was flashing lights and my body bleed...
unconsious again ,hospital bed beneath me...
family and friends when my eyes open to greet me...
i yelled my boys name, my moms covered her face...
then a dr came in with a certain look on his face...
i tried to get up but my legs wouldnt move...
then i recieved the most uncomfortable news...
the impact crushed his chest and ruptured is vocal cord...
he died before the ambulance even had him on board...
i felt my soul literally leave my body and my muscles tightened...
tears came,then fear, then the pain hightened...
i died emotionally at that very moment....
then i laughed how we got on cloud nine with out a ticket and just jumped up on it....
im in college now living my dream,looking to the sky before i play...
in his honor im one of the best in the nation in basketball today...

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