My brother and I hitting the backroads smoking on
backwoods
Sipping turning on main red eyed drunk and up to no good
Coming home the break of dawn,both lit and mind still
Gone
Throwing up tossing empty beer cans across the lawn
Playing ball till late night,sipping Old E's till midnight
To have a brother like you I'm glad there was no other God couldn't make
Another
Your spirit will always live through my kids
Until then tears drop from my eyelids
wish I could've been a uncle to
your kids
©droneking
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