Haha I told you that I'd write something, I said that in the conversation.
I hold through some times. Here's what I write, for preparation.
Aint no old sue, yeah I've lied, yeah that I confess,
Had no clue what I'd do, till I found my self made mess.
I was inspired by my uncle, when he came I felt star static.
In the rap I'm hired, only because I've become a far addict.
Sam you what, a few months older? Oh well that makes no difference,
Your still a cool cousin, takin time caring for the infants.
The oldest of seven, your mom I named an OG,
The boldest I know, goin to you, sent by me.
Ethan, he's a man, demands his respect fully.
Wont hesitate to take his own weight, he'll stand to a bully.
Kyra, girl got style. Young and intelligent, I admire this,
As much as her sister Kayla's hotwire for a miss.
Austin, a follower of me, he makes me proud everyday,
No doubt he'll be famous, remain the way you stay
Jr and Sydney, still little young ones runnin about,
Warms my heart to see them, hurts when they shout. (lol)
Finally the parents, a man named Uncle Eric,
A guy who inspired my writing, turned it barbaric.
Brooke, we go back a lil, that aint a problem.
And besides I consider you a sister, haha I'll solve em'.
OG Holly, one that I think to be a rappers essential.
All together, you form my final potential.
*My family (cousin related)exept for brooke. ur a sister to me. I love you all.
