Nostalgia

[Dre-D]

I miss da days when my hardest decision was what to wear.
My heart became strained man plenty of muscle tears.
It's plenty of suckas here.
Evade the ruckus yea.
Somehow it still find nigga it ain't fuckn fair.
But that's life.
Happiness come at what price. I need that advice.
But the through the struggles and the strife at least the cheese'll suffice. I keep me a nice..
pretty young brown thing next to me.
Words can't explain, I can't expound on the pleasantries.
Don't judge me how I spend.
Judge me from within.
Cuz if I let u in you'll never be the same again.
Picture perfect I'm sincere. Shaped perfect in the rear.
On da surface I'm here, within unearthed I show fear.
Tired of soaking in tears.
I'm gassed out like I been smoking for years.
Im assed out man it's close to severe.
All praise to the most high, God raised me way too high to let me go now.
I'm talkn God flow now.

What's good. It's been awhile. Hmu on this one

[A Disciple]

@Dre-D I can really relate to that line... at least the cheese suffice. Like the toys, the clothes, the clubs... it keep you ok but it still doesn't fill the void. It just helps to make life manageable like a measure of your worth almost. Do you even know what you're missing or what is bothering you?

[Dre-D]

Most definitely man. I'm not sure what's missing really. Just one of those patches you hit in life where you're not right and you can't put a finger on it. Sure I'll figure it out tho

[BG513]

Not a bad piece. I would suggest uppin your vocab and rhyming scheme.
The subject also seemed to jump around a bit.
Not bad for a little peice tho.
i'd like to see some of your more thorough work.
Stay up.