It all started in Pre-school. There he was and...
dedicated to my best friend Allan...
You can\'t expect everything to fall back into...
You went behind my back and slapped me in the face...
She thinks she doin good
she thinks its best for ya...
June thirteenth,
Eight o\'clock...
No matter who it is
Bob, Billy, or Don...
I loook at u looking at me
i wonder whats going through ur head...
This is for mah bestfriend lisa jacobs......
~Babygirl, i just want to thank you for everything...
This poem is dedicated to Christopher Michael .
I’ve known you now for many years...
A good friend will bail u outta jail but a best...
Thanks for being next to me
throught thick and thin...
I feel truly sorry for all my friends,
since I've got you, my little Dany...
When you look at me
what do you see...