Stars & Shards

I used to know this nigga Sunny He was ironically dark Never consumed by the money But selling joe in the park Became a main habit of his back in the piff Corner copy is copying the man he was blacker than piff It wasn't simple Simpler than the previous maturity Was lacking it He was never mischievous Devious was closer Only relevant if leaving us He was too afraid so he stayed for us to believe in trust Honesty was the commodity you never possessed Never the less Manipulate a woman beating his chest Reaping his stress Sneaking a breath We can assess Hear the pitter patter listen and latter Weeping to death Without a shoulder to cry on No one left to rely on He was followed by some men in black Like the belt of Orion In the report Said he was caught dead in the snort And was shredded He never even embedded the thought