I used to know this nigga Sunny
Never consumed by the money
But selling joe in the park
Became a main habit of his back in the piff
Corner copy is copying the man he was blacker than piff
Simpler than the previous maturity
Only relevant if leaving us
He was too afraid so he stayed for us to believe in trust
Honesty was the commodity you never possessed
Manipulate a woman beating his chest
Hear the pitter patter listen and latter
Without a shoulder to cry on
He was followed by some men in black
Said he was caught dead in the snort
He never even embedded the thought