It's usually the way things go...
Something happens to a dear friend, family member, loved one... and you go... searching.
Yes... that's what has happened. You've done your work on this Earth... and you went home brother. So... I was searching... hoping to find pieces of you to pick up, ones you might have left lying around. And you know what?
You left them ... everywhere...
... and this is a good thing... Why you might ask? Because it will help us remember you... honor you... and keep your spirit going...
... because we can hold on, to all those pieces you left
... everywhere
Miss, you already brother...
Wes...