Letter to Left Eye (unfinished)

Rest in peace Lisa, wish I was born sooner.

Maybe we could've got married, and made a left eye junior.

now i aint gone front as if i already knew ya,

but i am gone say this, i very much adore ya,

now i know chili and t-boz was oh so hurt,

just to see a good friend get buried in the dirt,

no disrespect on ya name, i admire ya fame,

and i can't even much lie back then you changed the game,

and if someone say they don't know ya i call them a lame,

and its a damn shame how much people try to act the same,

but they just scared tho to get called out for the blame,

shouldn't have done the shit they did to get in that lane,

just be yourself and people would love you for who you are,

and if they don't, fuck'em, just reach up to grab a star,

now i aint the type to buy jewelry and the flashy cars,

its a death trap, now everybody know you living large.

i wanna be me, look broke, and still carry buncha money,

nobody knows whats in my pocket, not even the old homie.

everyday for five days working third for bucks,

no need to buy a lotto, aint tryna press my luck.

no need to brag tho, sometimes i feel like i deserve it all,

but umma take it back, im done with chasin waterfalls.