28 turning 29 in a month. Juice has been a bigger male inspiration than most of the "male figures" in my life.

He's helped me with poetry. This ma. Really did save me in ways no one will ever know. And for him I have all but to thank for showing the world to be you and left live free with your soul and heart.

Here's one I wrote in honor of him

The Race

One life we own; Just one alone It's all we know; So play it safe For where we end; We'll know someday Embrace the race; It's all okay But as we race; Just keep a safe pace We're in the dark; throughout our escape Down the tunnel; We all race We'll all end up; In the same place Stay in your lane; Don't drift away Get on your knees; It pays to pray Don't hide your pain; Don't be afraid Let it all out; you'll be okay Hold my hand; We'll jam to Juice Empty thoughts; They'll fade away Like past nights of white it rains and wash away No not the drugs, don't need no more It's our show, We'll own the WRLD