[GDP]

Must have had the cheapest oxycontin connect I never met

25 dollar 80's to the neck for dolo

Couldn't cope with your own social dilemmas so you crush

A blue up to make the day go better

Said fuck art school, you already were an artist

Dropped out to valet park cars for tips

Guess your parents knew something I didn't; you have a pre-

Condition to prescription addiction

And when we had that crip I never noticed any reason for you

To go to high focus groups, but I was using too, if there was

Anyone to stop me from leaving out the spot geeked to poly over oxys

Bottles of E&J, rhyme sessions, trees for breakfast, bartenders, and groupies

Getting buck naked in our living room, licking boobs. You were too fucked

Up, just sat back and played it cool. When I moved you come through my

New spot probably every few weeks we heatin poly over oxys

You made that album awesome, graduated to smack magna cum laude.

We were (?) like Sherlock and Watson but it was the Watsons that got you

Locked in, when youre choppin bags what was I to do, not get

High with you? I got my own vices and all kinds of moods your mom dukes

Wilded on me like its my fault "You keep away from him or I'll call the

Cops you slimeball!" "Ummmm, I've been on tour for 3 months, how was I

To know about your dragon chasing son?" But honestly, you always had a

(?) crack a cold brewski and poly over oxys like OLY OLY OXEN FREE!

Cheap oxys and beats, didn't realize you had gotten so deep.

Remember back on that pact we made a stag, to highjack rap music and never

Look back? Your production was math, developed my craft, (?) came out and

Put the whole shit on smash, from beats in your basement and choosing the

Dopest ones rip open your (?) to cats we love throwing up

You were supposed to be in the van with us, pawned your turntables

For a quick buck (spent up!). Had the nerve to tell your folks you

Lent them to me I was overseas but your sister told me all about

Your accident, passed out and cracked your head. whole time thinkin

How whacked you musta had to been. detox to rehab to relapse again

There's only 2 ways from out the dragons den. You reap what you sow,

Teach what you know. Hopefully you bounce back off the ropes I know a lot

Of soldiers that ghosted in the opiatic static but your'e too talented

To get Mike Jacksoned. Just know whatever happens your'e my motherfucking

Heart,the only fucking reason I took this shit this far and I got your back

No matter where or what your'e on and when you get your shit together this

Whole world is ours