VOID.
When they killed Shawn, I felt that pain in my heart. When they killed Rashaad, I felt them tears bout to start. When they killed my cousin Emmitt I bout broke down; Seen him lying in that casket, he ain’t make a sound. All my brothers wanted to do is be successful, But couldn’t make it off the block, that shit was stressful. Enemies had lists, they had to check em. I used to text his phone like every month just to check him. “Ay cousin what you up to? Too busy flexing?” He told me that his music about to take off, And I believed it cause his music was that heat. Now I got too many tee shirts hanging, saying Rest in Peace ... I’ve been tryna fill this void up. Drinking henny and bout anything to get me torn up. My homie says, “you good E?” I told him pour it up. Off the Jack honey, jack & coke, and we are acting up. Tryna forget all of the pain this world put us through. Tryna remember all the good things from our youth. My...