Cypher

Sitting on historic porch kickin it wit the homies

Then come these ponnies

No litterly for my daughter she's in heaven now

But I still bow down every night

Because I wished she never took flight

She would've made it to new heights

Maybe become and astrological human being

Make it to the moon or any were in tthis wide space

Departed like an angel had big dreams

She didn't even make it to the age of three

But then again she's with god

No exposure to this currupt world

Crucial in every way the that's the past

I rather have it stay then follow me because I need to be free

From the chains of pain that surround me Marvy

That Christmas carol the first movie she saw

Hoped shed be as tall as me

I guarantee She would be been better than me

But that's reality I'm debri she's historic