Deeper Than Rap

Yeah I remember we was just kids Now that you gone I can see that this love hits June second heaven gained a pure soul You watching over me as I gain a few goals When is my time we don’t think who knows Everybody in your family really loved you the most Since you been gone all I do is a have toast Can’t even hit my bro all I see is a ghost This shit is deeper than rap Like when we played baseball you got the team on your back Middle school basketball we used to kick it and laugh And that party freshman year man that shit was a blast Used to have sleepovers we would ding dong ditch Member cops got us once we were not that slick You my brother till the end growing up in the Wick Now that you gone I can’t breathe swear to god I feel sick Sixth grade made the chip we don’t call that luck Ride around on some bikes we did all that stuff As we got older didn’t really talk as much But if they ever fucked with you and you fall don’t get stuck I’ll be there in a beat cause that’s how we raised You got taller than me damn times have changed We were like the same height and around the same weight On the stairway to heaven looking at the gateway Can’t believe it we grew up so fast Said we should link soon didn’t know I was talking to you last All the memories we had make me stuck in the past I can’t even put in words how it’s hard to relax Told you I stopped smoking nicotine you praised it Now you popping up in my dreams amazing I can see you one last time But when I wake up I don’t feel I just act blind It’s crazy how genuine people leave soon I know your family and your girl really needed you Had to pull up to your wake and go see the proof Cause I felt your energy when I stepped in the booth Broke my heart I was working when I heard the news Send my condolence to your family and your girl too All facts hopefully they recognizing the truth Won’t forget you bro swear I'm memorizing you Last snap I got you listening to taking off God put you in my life just to make me strong Didn’t kick it for awhile it was too long Every day it’s so shocking thinking you gone I have a favor please say what up to Yukon It’s really hard to face the truth try and move on We used to play wiffleball with no shoes on Would pay money seeing vines me you were on Always honest he could never really live faking Your identity I know you never misplaced it We was watching that return by Chris Davis So hyped I could never even explain it Youth baseball you were such a great picture Life full of obstacles and they hit ya Like a genie I just wish I can make wishes We never die and our past we can relive it But forget it, man this life move in circles I’m writing this journal Been battling problems but it feels internal I hope I touch lives and remain universal But hearing you gone man it feels so abnormal it does Oh yeah it does I felt your soul in the booth and I swear I just caught me a buzz R.I.P. man