relatives

we haven't talked, month after month

i don’t know why we even front

this is just how things be for us

we don’t talk but we have way less fuss

than the families who pretend

don't lie, you ain't my friend

we might have been once upon a time

but now you'd sell me out for a dime

its alright though, just take it day by day

"I ain't made at cha" like Tupac say

we don’t have to each other aggravate or hate

only time will tell, we just have to wait

till then, lets keep keeping it real

keep your knife out of my back kind of deal

i'll always be civil and to my word hold true

if you realize and say that me, you never knew

it doesn't mean we can't ever retry

but right now, you keep making me cry

so go away and live beautiful and fair

all of the moments from here to there