Asif, my soul brother
from another mother
of a different skin color
achieved the peace no man on earth can discover
a beautiful man, with a wonderful plan
to change life for all and rapping gritty like sand....
paper is what you wrote your life on
although you may have passed your spirit lives on
you passed into heaven as i looked into your eyes
and saw the joy from that of 10,000 lives
i started to cry, but then i realize
you wouldn't want me crying, i read it in your rhymes
we were supposed to meet a week from today
now i blow smoke in the skies, towards your way
i can't believe now i have to miss that day
but we cant predict it, no matter what we say
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