Regrets

Cherish every single year with you Kids will understand outta hands, their issue I care for them, share moments of truth with them Take them overseas with me I be in the booth with them. Problem of legacy, any touch a hair on them Reks going Columbine, postal, fair warning Give them the facts, so in life they not blindsided In my raps, see daddy a bit misguided Forgive me from the gut, from the inside spit Never left a friend in need, let them bleed or get slighted The pen aside, its my people that i try to guide If anything I write, hit a nerve, no apologizing Crossed every T, dotted every I On Ps and Qs from my crew steady ride any time Day and night, 7 a week, 365 Original G, underground certified Celebrate the life we live Looking back won't take it back for shit If I had it all to do over Give it everything I got, one more shot, no regrets Give a kiss to my mother, tell my boys I love em And some brain from a groupie damme touring in London (Not finished)