Barry me smiling with With dope in my pocket Have a party in my property Having dope my first priority I am the first member in the commu…

I am not a writer, I am not a story teller either, I am pushed, by the people around me, they are so amazing,

What’sUp Almost impossible to believe it’s a place to throw tantrums, thoughts rage and fear

Never let go of what you love I have given up, but the day, that I met you,

I would want to Though it’s impossible Hey l am about to Lose it I cannot pretend

It was her That little girl Ordinary words I am inspired She Jamaican me wild

Better are those Who spend time With their families As they grow From the young age

Everybody Hurts, when you see me, sitting by the sun shine, all alone l am hurt, and longing to recover,

Here is my pen pointing The blank paper With a blank head My mind is blank I don’t know what to write about

Ah, Crying for a smoke, I need to spits like a fire When I touch the mike I am praying and fasting

I never thought I would feel this way I even found No medicine to cure it I tried to ignore it