I Miss Mikey

[Verse 1] Days going by, I'm losing friends You never know when it's gon' end Some in the pen, some underground Souls that are lost, hope they are found If heaven's a place, I hope that they're there Wherever they are, they know that I care It's coming for me, so I get prepared Look in my eyes, the fear isn't there Cause I been aware, I live in the shadows The valley of death, where I do my battle One day Imma lose and then I'll be gone I'm making these songs, so that I live on [Interlude] Death is like, it's a crazy thing and I'm gonna talk about it And my mom, she... She feared for me and my brothers because we seen more death that she's seen in her sixty-something years... [Hook] I miss Mikey cause, that's the way it is You start to lose your friends and you don't wanna live You gotta give it time, and the pain will pass I miss Walker and Camu and the homie Poo In the days past and days to come You got to live your life and make each day your favorite one In the days past and days to come You got to live your life [Verse 2] You're put on this Earth for however long It favors the weak and never the strong They say it's a game, so I play along Some say I'm king, some say a pawn Live from the soul to the break of dawn You never know the day you'll be gone No matter the odds, I'm taking 'em on Some say I'm right, some say I'm wrong Wanna escape the path that you're on? Erasing the pain by waving a wand Some roll a J, some hit the bong I let the beat play, then I make a song [Interlude 2] Like standing at the wake or a [?] You know, niggas is smoking and drinking and all feeling the same pain And we come from a culture where it's not, it's not all the way legit to share your feelings, so some of us don't even know how to connect on that level, you know? [Hook] [Outro] And I feel like sometimes that's the even, like the main, the reason that I got, I got married, is because I wanted to have the homies in, in dress-up for something that wasn't a funeral for once, 'cuz the only time we wear these fucking clothes and these fucking shoes and these shirts and these ties is, shit, is when when motherfuckers get put in the ground. Or for a court day, where a motherfucker get hit with numbers. Like, what the fuck man? You know? And then through all this shit, that's all, you know, death is a normal point, like everybody goes through that shit. Like on top of the fucking police fucking with you, on top of bitches ass niggas fucking with you, on top of, you know what I'm sayin', your pops not being there or someplaces your mom and your father not being there and they throw it all on you. Uh, you go: ''You know, have a nice life'' STRAAANGE! Music