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[Verse 1] Fresh out of rehab Looking like he never Smoked tweak he has cheeks and they're lookin like some beanbags Doesn't have his jeans sagged and has his self esteem back I say its good to see you clean bro I mean that Just for fun we'd throw on gloves I got beat bad That muthafucka always got me with some clean jabs Yeah he always had me whenever it'd come to scrapping But fuck it cause I had him whenever it would come to these raps And we'd stay up and play Call of duty Sometimes watch a movie covered in crumbs from a bunch of lays We hanged every other day it was fuckin great I was lookin up to him for once and not the other way But I was still afraid that he'd go out with his buds and blaze/ Cause I knew he couldn't handle the tempta-tion But he shunned all his ugly ways/ I was convinced he was gunna change/ [Verse 2] Pretty soon little stuff went missin They were convinced it was my bruh, but I was against it They say he's back to his addiction, I believed it just a smidgen I was more convinced that my alcoholic uncle did it He's been in and out of prison so before we make a dumb decision Shouldn't he be considered for what was committed? Just admit it, but my aunt lost her locket The day that it was purchased and went searchin my bros pockets She found out kicked him out and, he swore that he found it on the floor and forgot it, but no one bought it Except me, I didn't think he was on meth, no Maybe he's a clepto and don't know how to let go But he did get a little bit thinner But maybe he just missed a few dinners At least he can visit whenever I didn't care what they said I was convinced he was better [Verse 3] I can see it in his face man he smoked something Mom confronted him now they're both cussing She's pouring out like yolk I tried to cool it down with jokes but it slows nothing Here we go again Except this time he shoved her, he shoved her So hard her head slammed against the cupboard I grabbed him by the neck and say don't touch my mother You motherfucker and I punch him right in his damn mouth till its punctured Mom pulls me off and I tell him he gotta go He stumbled out of the house and mumbled sorry bro That had me freeze up like stagefright, man I hate fights I know I should of brought him back home and made thangs right Fuck, man I should of hit the break lights It wasn't him, Drugs were the reason he didn't think right But who'da known that he'd die frm an overdose the same night My problem was that I didn't speak I held it in and I let him sink If you have someone you love that's doing drugs I know its hard but play a part and help them to think Talking don't make you less or weak I regret the words I never said that week Its embedded in my head I won't forget it till I'm dead But at least then I can get some sleep