pray for my friend jessica's dad... my 9th grade physical science teacher...the man who claims me as his child for what i don't know when my own gramma won't claim me and i stay with the bitch... i digress...
battling cancer like i said. fighting for his life. how can you fight for something that's already been predetermined. but he's fighting cause he loves his family.
i've been thinking alot about family and shit this christmas.
last year my nana died from old aged ness.
this year "doc" is sick.
he might not make it
what do doctors know
makes me think of the song 'roses'... that kanye west joint
#9 if you ain got the bootleg.
makes me think of my family.
and how disconnected we are
and how my friends are more of a family to me than my own
had a get together christmas eve
it was cool but then again it wasn't
i'm bout to graduate and niggas still askin me what my major is
and where i go to school at
and where my brother go to school at
and shit like that
but jessica's my best friend
and i know that because
i didn't know what a real friend was
until i met her
and now i know that i know
that i know
cause of what she shows me
like how she called me crying to say
"they say he might not make it nikki"
and what am i supposed to do
i wanna be in macon with her but i'm sitting here
telling you
all about it.
i'll go tomorrow
but i'm thinking tomorrow might not be there
but i don't wanna think it too hard cause you know how that goes...
putting things in the air and such
so i'm saying unto you cause i want it to be so
pray and put peace in the air for dr. eugene abrams
because we need him
here
my birthday is next tuesday
i'll be 24
i hope he's here to see it.