Banana Woods

It was fucked up sorta day

We rollin' up in the motorcade

To your burial

Yeah we on the way

Another J

It's sorta strange

We were close in age

But you always had that OG sorta game

You tote a thang

You weather change like

Snow and rain

With no shame you helped those

Who were knowin' pain

A golden mane

Heart of a lion if you

Know the name

You must be in the circle

So yo let's blow this strain

The last bag Chili Verde

My wordplay

I break it down for your family

By Thursday

Feelin' like my life is cursed

Hey you came through

Like a guardian angel

On my worst day

You said "Khan you should thirst pay"

Because you're dope and got the mind

Of a hustler in the first place

Motivation as we rotate

Sharing affirmations and the pain of Men

In this cold place

Now I'm lookin' at your cold face

Used to have a warm smile but now it's

Looking like a closed gate

I'll always miss the way we'd blow eighths

And Backwood sessions nowadays

Won't be the same but hey

Peace to my bro Jeff

You died young but your impact

Was no less

Peace to my bro Jeff

You died Young

Without you where would I be?

You the DJ and I the Emcee

You put me on so I could be

Lit like Banana Backwoods with tree

I stay shinin' just like your memory

We used to flip bags and rock spots for free

So for you I run it up

Divine timing bro that's how we comin up

I saw you in your final hour

That was divine power

The Virgo-Taurus that's the mindpower

You had the intuition of a G

You said something felt wrong

But then you let it be

You said I blessed it with my presence

We shook hands

Embraced with reverence

Back to the essence

That's where you went next

After that last deal gettin' money

Like rent checks

You were playin' "Keep Ya Head Up"

Homie keep your bread up

In Thugz Mansion I bet you met up

With the greats already

Keep the crushed grapes ready for your bro

Two cups

Heavy in my heart

When I get the text

That you in the ER

I lit a candle praying

God bless

I thought of only you and your mother

The next day greeted your father

And brother

Teary eyes because we cried

Homie don't worry

Eyes blurry sayin' goodbye

At the cemetary

Left you with a eighth rolled in a Back

Placed on your coffin

No tears that I'm holdin' back

Ayo

Rest in peace rest in peace

Philli Mango

Manong Jeff

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