r.i.p 2fallen soldiers

people in the same frame, all know what love like,
r.i.p. my brother, not the blood type/
tell his mum to hold tight, her own fight,
cos she cut up, n wanna take her own life/
i remember the day, of the car chase,
moving at a fast pace, more white than scarface/
till the screen shatterd, n he went right through,
when i heard the news felt id died too/
he told the cops watch his fam wit his last breath,
tears caused, by pain from his scard flesh,
so i pray for him, over n over,
n the families of every fallen soldier...

true.