City of brotherly love
I was only thirteen, I seen a puddle of blood
Grown man lying there, he got one in his mug
Philadelphia’s nickname is the city of brotherly love. Pretty ironic considering the fact that there is none. He does this on purpose, which is why he makes the next few lines rough to listen to.
Meek’s seen a grown man laying dead on the ground with a bullet in his head, a pretty traumatizing scene for a thirteen year old to witness.
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