“UNCLE B”


You’re not my dad.
You don’t have to be.
But you show up — every time.
And that’s why…
You’ll always be one of my heroes.


Golden eyes like light through shade,
Voice so calm, make the noise all fade.
You don’t try to lead — you just walk with grace,
And somehow I always feel safe in your space.


You don’t tell me who to be,
You just remind me: “Be free.”
Push me forward when I stall,
Catch me quiet when I fall.


You’re not here to replace what’s mine —
My father still walks his sacred line.
And you… you’re proof that real men stay,
Even when the world pulls them away.


Uncle Biscuit — strength in the still.
Fire in his chest, but his heart stays chill.
He don’t lead loud, he don’t boast pride,
He lifts me up and walks beside.


He isn’t perfect, he don’t pretend,
But he shows up again and again.
He taught me: “dream and don’t look back” —
And I got your words right in my tracks.


You ain’t the type to chase applause,
You just move with a quiet cause.
I see the way folks stop and stare,
But all you see is those you care.


You’re fly, you’re strong, you’re calm, you’re true,
And every time — you follow through.
Not tryin’ to be a father, just you —
That one voice that helps me push through.


You taught me how to keep my name,
To never fold beneath the flame.
Told me faith is louder than fear,
And God is closer than He appears.


And when I felt like giving in,
You just grinned — said, “We don’t quit. We win.”


Uncle Biscuit — soul of steel.
Taught me pain is how we heal.
He don’t need capes or flashing signs —
He’s the man who honors time.


The way he sees the fire in me,
Like he knew the spark I couldn’t see.
He ain’t God, he ain’t my Dad — but he’s been a light, not just a fad,
And that kind of love… shines just as bright.


I got you in my corner…
And that alone makes me brave.
You’re my Uncle B.
And I’ll carry that forever.