I'm sorry baby. This is killing me but I have to leave you. I'm not the same anymore. I'm going to miss hanging on your corners or in front of your buildings. I loved playing skelly with you and balling on your basketball courts. Loved sitting in your steps drinking forties. I'll miss all the dirt we did together and all the hood shit you taught me. It wasn't all good though, I remember the bad times too. I ain't forget them times you got me locked up or when them out of town dudes tried to take our heads off. Plus I always knew I wasn't the only one but I knew you loved me the best but like Jim Jones a thug changes and love changes and now It's time for me to move on. I still love you. I guess I just outgrew you. I promise I'll come visit every now and then. Fuck it. I'm up out this hood. If you need me you could find me where the money at LMAO.
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