passing by

, life is hard and it's road is rough, and i'm on my grind but it's not enough, all i do is try, time is passing by, i cry, the sky, the other day i got a call out the blue, a homie that i did know, grew up with him see he was like my big bro, then he said you getting big yo keep it up and never quit, i always knew you had a sick flow, he said yo i got some good news, he said you 'bout to be an uncle, i said what you mean i'm confused, he said he just became a father and it wouldn't be much of a bother, wanted me to meet his daughter, baby moms wasn't cool with him, but he said he wasn't mad, then he said he couldn't wait to be the dad he never had, he wanted to be there for her, stick around for her, for more than just weekends, always down for, i sent him a text, a real man would make that choice, but it was clear that he was ready, there was lightning in his voice, said he was finna change his ways, past bein' in the hood, and how hustling he left them days, a week later then he called back, his heart racin', i premature baby born in need of an operation, docs made a mistake and he was torn, she had died a week after she was born, true story, i swear the struggle is addictive, you choose to leave sides, leaves a mark on you like a bad tattoo, but you can't escape from it, you can't be excused, where every time i call him it just more bad news, my little partner justin, the one that never really getting in no trouble through, 'cause he was really bustin' ass, never find him skippin' a class, working hard for those good grades, tryin to pass yeah, he had a grandma that was on him 'bout college, see he was always wealthy with the knowledge, young king above it all flyin' doin' his thing, he used to spit a little bit of poetry he would bring, out of his book of rhymes, and now he lost him mind, another individual sucked into the grind, droppin' outta school lost thinkin' its cool, takin' sex to the dome, just ignoring the rules, damn,