I remember the first time you overdosed
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A fucking overload on meth, paramedics saved your ass, you was close to ghost
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You never did know which road to go
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It's like you rode the boat and sailed away and hoped to hit the golden coast
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But you sank like the Titanic
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The incident, it left your life damaged, and that's when I panicked
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You thought you had it locked, well you ain't on the right planet
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If you're trying to live your life right, plan it
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It's like your mind vanished, you don't even know that
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I wish that we could go back, cause it's so sad when I tell jokes and you don't laugh
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Like you used to, I really hate to stress it, but you strange to mess with
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So I keep my distance, cause you always got this blank expression
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Like you're confused and unaware of your surroundings
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Emotions have gone and no one's found it, it's overwhelming
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Your momma told you that drugs are bad
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But you ain't listen 'til the fire burned your ass, now you understand
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Hook:
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Now you always look like you don't know me
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And I'm mad at the world cause the meth took away my homie
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(Give me back my homie, please come home)
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I just wanna chill on the neighborhood block like we used to
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(Where'd you go?)
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I never would've thought my best friend would be gone in the future
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But I was wrong
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I should've stopped you when I had the chance to do so
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But back then I had felt like that was too bold
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You started hanging with new folks, and made the drug environment your new home
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This world is too cold, could I have prevented this? Who knows?
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They convinced you that this shit was cool and hip to do
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Saying it would lift your mood and make you feel invincible
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So you started skipping school, hanging with these wicked dudes
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Unaware that when you got older you played a bigger fool
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And it's pitiful, where the fuck they at now?
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In they mid-20s passed out inside of a crack house
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Back when you met them I had doubts, they put you on the bad route
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And when you needed they help to pick you up, they fucking backed out
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They fucking got you, I can't lie
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But now your brain's fried, and you don't even act like you're the same guy
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Your momma told you that drugs are bad
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But you ain't listen 'til the fire burned your ass, now you understand
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[Hook:]
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I ain't never felt this shit before, it gets me sore
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I reminisce on us playing Nintendo 64
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And that Christmas in '97 we got new crispy boards
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And we was doing ollies in my kitchen on the slippery floor
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Shit changed and it happened quick
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But I can't forget that you was the first homie I started rapping with
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You could've had half of this back when I had established it
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But now I have to sit and feel bad, look what your actions did
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Man you were so outgoing and so hysterical
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Seeing you now is just unbearable, it's terrible
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You should've made your choices wisely, fucking with poison ivy,
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Without your brain please tell me what would your point in life be?
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It's a struggle to get your ass to listen
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You really hurt me and the rest of your family with all your bad decisions
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We always told you that drugs are bad
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But you ain't listen 'til the fire burned your ass, now you understand
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Hook:
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Now you always look like you don't know me
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And I'm mad at the world cause the meth took away my homie
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(Give me back my homie, please come home)
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I just wanna chill on the neighborhood block like we used to
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(Where'd you go?)
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I never would've thought my best friend would be gone in the future
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But I was wrong
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Excuse me do ya need a ride? Looks like you're going downtown
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Yes, hop in my ride, well hi, I'm Chris Dolmeth
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I'm your best friend (Chris Dolmeth)
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I'm all you need (Chris Dolmeth)
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If you wanna succeed, hop in my ride
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Well hi I'm Chris Dolmeth
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Old Friend (Ill Mind 6)
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Hopsin |