This one's a lot of things: a message, a prayer
a goodbye, some wishful last words, i wasn't prepared..
i couldn't imagine this happenin, im feelin bad for the family
can't believe it still, and it leaves a chill just thinkin about the past homie
if only i knew sooner, i coulda made it to the funeral
never had the reunion, never got to show you around the studio
what a tragedy man
it was you me and steve, drinkin and burnin in the back of the van
bumpin method man, parked near the sidewalk
the golden years when 2pac and big were the top dogs
a freshmen in high school, durin study time we studied rhymes
through our freestyles you let me know your troubled mind, and we connected
you was a street dude but deep too
u rocked a buddha chain but used to tell me that you seek truth
took you to church the next week dressin GQ
i remember thinkin that if God could meet me, then he could meet you

*If I could walk with you through the shadow of death
pause your life before your last breath, would you
let me be your light? would you
let me be your light?

memories will never be buried, i've accepted this reality
but even my eyes of faith are gettin blurry
man i wish we coulda met up like we planned when we parted ways
damn i shoulda caught a train up cuz now it's all too late
i'm mentally rewinding back, you was the kinda cat
always crackin jokes when i aint tryin to laugh
you showed me ur stab wounds, we talked about tattoos
and we coulda got em together man i always thought that you'd be back soon
fast forward, it was hard when you told me you was movin
jersey was your destination, who knew that death was waitin
i left a couple months later and the split was official
u can think some things will never change but time will get ya
we had some talks about the afterlife
i used to sneak a little truth in the cyphers when you passed the mic
still a lot more i had to say, along the lines of which path to take
but then in 05 you passed away

*

the tragedy is i will never know of where his soul headed
even so there coulda been a miracle before his death
i'm here crossin my fingers now for my lost friend
life is so fragile... was this God's plan?
if only planting seeds came wit a guarantee
if u are not sure where ur friend went, how can you sleep?
my biggest prayer i will say it now homie
instead of looking up i'm hoping that you're looking down on me