Oh, how I miss thee
Let me count the ways!
I miss my hometown and homegirls. I wish my arms were long enough to hug you all at the same time. I miss the congestion, here in Florida is nothing but land and I find myself running in circles.
Oh, ode to New Jersey
It's bitter slience here, no police or ambulence music- no chit chat going on outside from raving neighbors. Oh how I miss thee, Let me count the ways!
Hmmm, ok I'm over it now.~ Keep representin'