I'd like to meet:
The ones that you lost along the way but will find they way back
The ones that will watch your back when you drunk in the club
Come to your girls and get you to keep you from shhh
The ones that will always be behind you when you get that big head
They going to be there to remind you where you came from and who you really is
The ones thats been there since yall was little kids
The ones that loved you
Told you can do anything you wanted to
What ever you decide to do, give em everything you got boo
People you can turn to in your time of need
Holler at your home boy the hustle ,he might front you some weed
The people that who will be there in jail to see your ass
Put they fist to the glass (one love homie)
The ones that will be down to the very end.
Yall aint related by blood but they just like kin.
Music:
Bay Area sound, the old and new.
Hendrix, Marley, Sinatra.
Movies:
mob movies.
stoopid doo doo dumb comedies.
Television:
espn.
weeds.
49ers.
Warriors.
Books:
the godfather.
dean & me.
high times.
Heroes:
my pops.
my mom.