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Pop died, didn't cry, didn't know him that well Between him doin heroin and me doin crack sales With that in the eggshell, standin at the tabernacle Rather the church, pretendin to be hurt, wouldn't work So a smirk was all on my face Like damn, that man's face is just like my face So pop, I forgive you for all the shit that I lived through It wasn't all your fault, homey you got caught Into the same game I fought, that Uncle Ray lost My big brothers and so many others I saw I'm just glad we got to see each other Talk and re-meet each other Save a place in heaven 'til the next time we meet forever!Had to take a Jay-Z excerpt. "Jay-Z For President"