Man
, its all good. I been tellin' myself that.
You know I died three
times on the table when I was shot?
Got
this fuckin' scar.
And lifting his shirt shows silvered black elastic
waistband to breastbone
At
'time I was mixed up in some shit, and I tryin' to be slick an' all,
but they not havin' it
and straight shot me.
Doc
said my heart stopped three times.
In
hospital 'most a year.
So
now I'm like its all good. 'Cause I been dead.
Like
the other day, they shootin' on my street and Keesha my daughter,
tryin' to come in. She cryin'
and I'm just holding the door closed
and
I'm laughin'!
