A fictional character, who is caught in the drug game. Is heading out but had one more sell that would set him free. He thought this is the deal of a life time. You will soon read how, when your that high up. What price will you have to pay.

 
I moved away
Bad experiences every day
A lot of it I’m to blame
Thought if I changed my name
That might save me some pain
I cut my hair, grew a beard
Things still ain’t changed
Trouble always seems to find you
I’m tryin to get out of the game
I was cool, couldn’t be touched
Had the fly house
I even bought a tux
Had to have one to match my Lexus
Bling wasn’t a thing
I had so much; I had others wearing my rings
There wasn’t anything I couldn’t fling
I’d be riding around
I can still hear people calling my name
Shhhhhh
This being the man is quite the thing
Osei, that’s my street name
It simply means, “The Man”
I was on demand
Had many runner’s and was about to expand
I figured its time to run some other land
I ran across this Arab man
He liked my Lexican
We set up a time and place start talking franklins and benjamin’s
Everything was in place
Now I’m ready to hit space
I’m talkin major weight
Osei is on the paper chase
Now I did say at the beginning
I’m trying to break away
But this deal was too good
I couldn’t let it get away
Chillin at home
Maxin with my girl
She’s the only one I trust in my world
Dedicated, sophisticated and educated
I still can’t believe she’s my girl
Were getting ready for bed
Lights out as we lay down our heads
About 2am, I get up headed down the hall
Have to relieve myself, ya’ll
I come back to our room
I noticed a single shot to her head
There’s a note at the end of the bed
The next time you try to leave us
You’re as good as dead
Trouble comes a knockin
Even when you’re in your own bed

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