Circle back.
Got thangs ta say.
Jason Burgess.
RIP
I actually have seen people killed over drug money.
I mean,I didn’t see it, I wasn’t there.
But yeah, Jason B.
(you see what happens when you Fuck a stranger in the ass?)
Pssh.
Seen what happens when white dudes listen to too much gangster rap,start thinking they’re drug dealers.
We ran together but we weren’t really tight.
He was a dependable coke guy..
Got a call once for an 8 ball, went to a church parking lot to meet,around 11pm (stupid).
Car filled with bullets,they took the money and the yayo..
Jason had just became a father too.. super sad.
We smoked many blunts and chopped many a line.
He got me into Tupac,way way way back when..
Now..in hindsight…
“you coulda just got a job man”
Everybody looking for a way around, nobody wants to find a way through.
Bummer of a tale.
And I was a legit junkie when I met Tom.
Tom had 3 daughters and always wanted a son.
He taught me how to work construction.
And that’s how my story went.
I’ll tell it sometime.
But there’s some feeling,like I was supposed to go that route,like I was supposed to meet that dude.
Fate.
Maybe real, maybe fairytale.
Coincidence is too bizarre.
(so is math)
Fair enough
But Jason..
Crackers trying to make skrilla, learn to double it up with the killers and the drug dealers uhhhh.
Bad path.
Knew that from the beginning.
That’s a bad path to take silly.
dawn 