Good Old Days

[Verse 1] I remember back in the days when I was up in a daze And I wanted a raise, nowadays, you betray On the spectrum of display, friends turned to foes Your loves turned to hoes, as a pro, I turned to prose Grew from concrete as a rose You know how it goes when they've hit a new low? Their words are verbose, no time for the woe, liars in a row I had believed in The Lord, now my faith is a sword As my war poured, I decompose the mystery of gold I am somewhat bold as I get old, I loathe what you've become What about the memories? What about these energies? That we put out, which were treasuries? I guess you forgot, your plot was that I rot in the chamber of despair But I got out, which was rare [Hook] [Verse 2] I can't believe I'm rappin', these folks' are attackin' I knew I had some talents, but this wasn't one of them Ironic, ya' know?, I'm as rare as a gem Just give me the pen, and I'm on A mission to be sufficient - no, I mean efficient like a machine My dreams have been seen, by the surreal team Faith, hope, positivity, I can't cope with negativity I used to dwell in it like it was some drug Smoking it and smoking it, those times, I needed hugs In a pitiful state, at this rate, my life might be great Some moments can't compare... to the good old days [Hook]