Det finns mycket man kan ignorera, radera, glömma bort.
Men det här kommer aldrig försvinna från mitt minne.
Och datumet finns kvar, det kommer finnas kvar i alla år.
2008-03-03
She was my down chick, I was her soldier
I was her gangsta, she was my shoulder
You were the pistol to my holster ... BANG!
I remember we would sit at home all day
You called me "Butta", I called you "Babe"
My momma asked about you, my partners did too
I know your daughter will be so amazin' like you
and I know you probably wish you never met me
and I just wish you never forget me
and let me say, please don't worry
'bout the women I have been with
No engagement can amount to your friendship
and I hope that guy know he got a queen
and all I can do is dream ... DAMN!
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