Is you good, my ni**a? It's been a minute since I asked you,
Since we sat and chopped it up, spoke on the truths that we pursue.
The days roll by like tides, erasing footprints in the sand,
But I still remember you, our dreams we held in hand.

Is you good, my ni**a? I wonder if the fire still burns,
If the hunger for the future still ignites your turns.
We used to laugh at the dark, promise we'd rise above,
The world tried to break us, but we clung tight to love.

Is you good, my ni**a? Do the...