Fallen Angels (Dear Jill)

Dear Jill<br>I`ve been trying to do my thing<br>Since you`ve been away<br>But I think about you everyday<br>It`s still hard<br>I`m still bitter<br>Still missin you sister<br>I pour out a little liquor<br>Spray your favorite perfume<br>We hit the blunt now and then<br>Bust out laughin and chokin<br>Cuz me and you really wasn`t bout no smokin<br>Your mom is coping, but it`s so rough<br>I can see it in her eyes<br>I can`t stand to be around her too long<br>She makes me wanna cry<br>Why do God sometimes take away the good ones<br>That`s the big question that`s got everybody stressin<br>Ask him for me, so I can tell the mothers and fathers<br>Who can`t stop mourning for their sons and daughters<br>It gets hard around the holidays and your birthdays<br>We try to keep busy, taking extra work days<br>My hurt days is when I go to ???<br>Cuz I ain`t got my girl to split it with<br>I really get sick<br>When I think about that dirty nigga<br>But mentally I know he`s gettin his<br>That makes me sleep better<br>I`m never gonna let your memory die<br>Even though a big part of me died when you left us<br>I bought my moms a house<br>The kids are gettin so big<br>Even got me a man and all<br>We call him Hotboy<br>Our kinda nigga<br>Thugged out, slugged up<br>Bad temper known for tearin shit up<br>He treats me nice though<br>But I wanna let you know that I`ma work hard<br>To stay on the right track and stay on guard<br>Lord knows that I love you, my friend<br>And I`ma end this until we meet again<br>I miss you, Jill<br><br>Chorus: repeat 4X<br><br>Fallen, fallen angels<br>I can`t believe that you are gone<br>I`m standing here all alone