wen i tink bout wat he sed dat nyt and da day afta. i still rememba erting.diz iz wat hap:

i waz playin game wit him and we wer eatin teddy grams, den his frend (harry) called and ask him if he wanted to go to walmart he sed yea, den he went n2 his room to go get sumtin den my mom asked him wer he waz goin he tol her den she sed no itz to late. he sed "naw i gonna buy sum muscle shirts wit harry ill *b bak*" den he tol me to play his game for him till he *get bak* den we tol him to buy sum stuff from walmart and he sed ight. we played for awhile. den harry came. my mom tol him not to come home late and he sed "harry gonna bring me bak home ryt afta" den he left.

nex day woke up everybody was awake. i was wonderin y my dad still here (cause he takes my bro to skew n da morin) so i went to his room to see if he was in there, he waznt, i went outside and den my dad tol me dat my bro tol me my bro was missin. he tol me da whole story bout wat hap da night before cause harry was in the hospital. den i was worried in school all day. den wen i came home my dad tol me " david's gon" den i went in to my room and threw erting around and started cryin erbody outside was cryin hard. den my cousins came (bros best frends since born) we went in to his room and looked at erting n his room (memories) and listenin to his tapes dat he recorded wit my cuzzinz.his girlfrend called and asked for him den we told her dat he had past she aint believed us.

da last werds he sed 2 me: "ill b bak"

7/31/86 ~ 9/11/03 mizz u bro

Cuz now I ain't wit cha, know that I miss ya, some how I carry on
I can still picture, when I was wit cha like you was never gone
I remember the good times, all of the bad times
I dedicate this song, to my niggaz laid out, Til my niggaz lay down
Can Ya Hear Me, I know you hear me