Dedication

Let me tell you 'bout the biggest blessin' inside of my life
When I was younger
I always thought he was kind of uptight
But
Now I realize that he’s the best thing to happen
Ever since I started rappin'
He’s been right there just dispatchin'
All of this love and support
I couldn’t ask him for more
But if I did he’d probably give it to me
Damn, what a sport
He’s the youngest of 5
But I don’t see nobody wiser than him
Heart full of gold and the cheekiest grin (come on)
My chubby bunny
My best friend
This sucker’s known for givin' nothing less than
His best on
Any given task at hand
He’ll turn a prison into Azkaban
Always a blast my man (come on)
Yeah I ain’t good with the melodies
You know that ain’t my specialty
But I hope that you feelin' me
Homie you my remedy
I said, I ain’t good with the melodies
You know that ain’t my specialty
But I hope that you feelin' me
Writing this song I was smiling like Mozzarella cheese
But it don’t stop there
This guy is top tier
It’s not fair
This motherfucker can drop dead
And still be the life of the party
Homie I am just starting
Too many things to say about him, man
I’d get exhausted
So let me cut to the chase
He ain’t no fuckin' mistake
I’m in love with his face
Can’t get enough of his grace
Too generous
Dude is truly heaven sent
Mood refuses pessimists
Lose but choose to never quit (Uh)
He’s like the epitome of a God send
If you got a problem
He’ll try his best to solve 'em
Whip you up an omelette
Sit you down and tell you not to worry about nothin'
Damn, this kid is awesome
And that’s why (that's why)
I love him so much
I’m not religious but I know that he comes from above
Yeah that’s why (that's why)
I love him so much
Not religious but I know that he comes from above
Yeah I ain’t good with the melodies
You know that ain’t my specialty
But I hope that you feelin' me
Homie you my remedy
I said, I ain’t good with the melodies
You know that ain’t my specialty
But I hope that you feelin' me
Writing this song I was smiling like Mozzarella cheese
«Yo Maxim, um, you remember that time we were in Primary and, uh,
you somehow got us BB guns? And, um, I thought mine was unloaded,
so I shot you in the face with it but, um, there was actually a bullet and it
hit your eye. Uhh. I’m still sorry for that.»
Yeah I ain’t good with the melodies
You know that ain’t my specialty
But I hope that you feelin' me
Homie you my remedy
I said, I ain’t good with the melodies
You know that ain’t my specialty
But I hope that you feelin' me
Writing this song I was smiling like Mozzarella cheese