Neosporin doesn't work.

Neosporin? I'm kidding, why, it hasn't even closed up yet. So, Neosporin isn't needed. I gotta wait for a little bit to heal first....

I have no regrets with her. But, the one thing I wish would've happen or would've been given to me was a last hug. Don't even need a last kiss or anything else. No last movie, no last dinner, no last whole day hangout. Just a last hug would suffice. For five seconds, ten seconds, just enough time to grasp and squeeze for the last time. To remember and leave something to remember. I tell you, its really sad.

My day yesterday was bittersweet, and it pains to say that. It was bitter because it happened yesterday. It was "sweet" because I wrote a new verse and spent time with my crew. I needed homie love. I made a great verse. Great because it came nowhere else but my heart and captured enough meaning. At first I wrote a verse about my current problems and wanted to make a solo track. While hanging with the peeps, Socrates came up with the idea to use this beat. Born Blessed came up with the idea to use these verses. My verse sucked for it, but the new one was perfect. So, yesterday I laced it. I recorded it. You'll hear it soon.

Now, I may be off to workout at the gym. I haven't been there in days because I've been working on my music. I'll channel my sorrow there.

I'm an honest person and I always try not to lie, so check this out; I teared while writing the second paragraph.