Memories Back Then
I grew up in a big family, adopted when I was young. My mama was a Scots woman, papa a Irish and southern. Born of an Island background raised in the state of evergreens. A mix between white trash and sipping tea with the Queen. I look back on it sometimes the southern style of manners i was taught upon, and Celtics music playing in the background. Having red beans and rice for dinner and a hearty soup in the morning sun. It was my grandfather that taught me the ways of being a man. Life was so easy back then, wish yall were around to see me now.
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