This is for my peoples who just lost somebody Your best friend, your baby, your man or your lady Put your hand real high We won't ever say goodbye Mamas, daddies, sisters, brothers, friends and cousins This is for my peoples who lost their grandmothers Look ahead to the sky Cause we won't ever say goodbye

Ode to my late parents. Your love was gift to me. Your word was gift to me. Your life has lived in me. Your laugh once lifted me. Tis a fearful thing to love what death can touch. Tis a fearful thing to love, to hope, to dream, and to be old, to lose. To remember brings painful joy. Tis a human thing, love. Tis a holy thing to love what death has touched.