My boy B. Frasier
The savior
For the young bosses
Half a million dollar whip
Never ask what the cost is
Past supervisors
Realizing
They nauseous
Much respect to the bro
Pledged his loyalty
Until they couldn’t say no
Green crack
My man even had it with the smoke
Truth be told
Whether we link or don’t
I got such an admiration
I’m Proud
Instead of hating
Twenty years
Living the dream
Many of us wish for
Yet we both know
With that alone
You won’t get far
You got to work hard
Always sacrifice
2k for your camera
But it wasn’t for bragging rights
It was to further
Your movement
Learning this new shit
PCNY
So fly
How they cruising
Exotic whips
Make the chicks
Go stupid
Feeding the homeless
By your camera
You proved it
No dick sucking
Only claps of applause
Living your dream
No more patrolling the halls
Pulling that footage
To answering all them calls
No more mandates
Or standing by waiting
He told you no once
Yet you remained patient
Three favors for one
Such a gem that’s ancient
Thank you bro
For putting me in that Ghost
Dream car
It took 27
For me to know
Thank you for quitting
Escaping this prison
Showed me it’s possible
Stay focused
Don’t take too serious the comical
Thank you for for those gems
That opened my third eye
It’s B Frasier
Not your ordinary guy
Age ain’t shit but a number
Maybe she was on to something
It’s something
That our lives had to interact
My boy
B Frasier
PCNY
Ya look into that…!!!
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