teeth with the moves of a thief. Didn't talk - more likely to do than to speak. Put a fill-in in the caf and cut school for a week. Every spot he rocked another notch on his belt, but little did he know the fumes were rottin his health, plus the cops had a plot to get him locked in a cell. As he ran down the alley all he thought to himself was... I knew brother man since day-one. He represented new beginnings as the first son, the first child. Grew up under the worst cloud, full of pouring rain...low-budget so his block remained flooded with drugs and crime. He really wanted to shine but a rare gem in a diamond mine full of souls of coal. He kept diggin - found knowledge and wisdom, and understood it's so easy to be a victim. But nobody's perfect, illegal splurges - larsony'coulda shoulda woulda' been the verdict if he ever got prosecuted but never was caught, can't tell him not to do it if you never knew. But no, I'm speakin true-story not a movie, that little boy is yours truly. A tough road but Floe's goal was finishing first. They say 'god made dirt - dirt won't hurt - if you just...' I met this girl a couple months back. We used to check movies drink coffee chit chat. We had the odd drink but we never hit the sack 'cause she already had a man and I respected