Jus know I ain’t fold when the rain hit,
jus know I still roll when the pain hit.
Late night, same corner, same lit,
BlackMayo in the back, Rayy Blank with the flame lit.
Jus know the tears never dried on the dash,
jus know the fears still ride in the stash.
I text the moon, she reply with a laugh,
said “real ones glow even broke in the past.”
Jus know.