I swear those to cole verses are perfect man
But love is wanting more for someone than they want for themselves
Deep, I guess I love a lot
Because the more I do my thang the more I feel the guilt and shame that my brother's not :
Reminisce as we was kids screaming "fukk a cop"
Guess he took it serious, for me that shyt was just for props
Arms too skinny to hug the block
I found comfort in my dreams of things seen on the screen of fortune and fame
Decisions, decisions, the Porsche or the Range
I take a trip back to the 'Ville only corpses remain
Some of them nikkas still breathing but they dead inside
Victims of a genocide
Tears fill my eyes dawg
The bolded touch my soul breh, it's like he took the thoughts right out of my head :brehwow: