My Nigga My Nigga.....This cat has been down for me since I was born. Who else could this be but the boy I used to really really hate when I was growing up, Mical aka Mike Moss. My blood, my heart, my brother. He was born March 30, 1977 in Columbus, Ohio. I don't remember when I actually realized he was my brother, but I think since that day or even before he main purpose in his life at that moment was to cause me grief and make me cry. We used to get at it like all brothers and sisters.
He is the middle of our group of three. He is the one who always needed the attention and was always in trouble in school. But...that is just him and always will be. That is Mical. Anyone and everyone who knows him will always say the same thing about him. The one thing I didn't understand till I got old enough is that he has the biggest heart of all of the kids. He will be down for you even when he doesn't like you. I love my older bruh and always will. No matter what I know he is there for me through thick and thin. Never to judge or hold anything against me if I make a mistake. He is the one there to do whatever it takes to make sure I am happy in life. I love you Mike!! |
