For Nick

Just thinking about life

There would be no Beanie Mike

If I didn't freestyle with Nick and he told me I'm nice

Memories vivid I think about all of the nights

Driving home sauced, if you rode with me I knew I'll be alright

Whenever you hit me up asking to hang, I always said yes and I never thought twice

Some days we play ball till we fall, then in the night we had vodka and sprite

Most of the time it was Henny and coke

Downed so much Dusse and dark liquor it might surprise you that now I prefer drinking light

Remember we always bumped shook ones then when I turned seventeen you told me I had to write

For the first time in my life

Felt like we all had some purpose, all of the cousins were all writing bars