King of the Hill

My buddy Jackson was full of compassion

Had the type of smile to light a room and a heart that could match it

Had a couple classes together and we both was in band

In middle school I wasn't cool but he opened his hands

He was the head of our clan we would play Halo

He was the king of the hill

I wasn't great I'm okay though but he would brag on me still

He a socialite could talk with anybody

At this point in time I'm over shy and couldn't vocalize how much he helped me out

In high school we really didn't socialize

We growing up and tend to get caught up in our own social lives

He had a girl