Even though we have different familys,
Different mothers,
All the shit we went through,
We went through it as \"Brothers\"
That cold day around two months ago,
When we were all playing football in the park,
Was all wrecked by that barstard mark.
Dimmey yelled \"down 214!\",
We knew that the other gang had started a war.
Most of us got down,
Instead Trae saw Joey, Standing there.
Trae ran across the park, to try and save Joey,
Instead you were shot three times in the chest,
We looked at you, And there you were, Laying down to rest.
Marks car took off,
As we all ran over to you,
But we had seen this before,
And we thought you would make it through.
Three days you spent in hospital,
But on the third day we had lost a friend, a brother, a crew member.
You had stuck by me since I was two years old,
But on this day your death started to unfold.
We miss you trae,
But everythings okay.
Because we know your in a better place,
And we\'ll once again see your face.
