Friends

Back then, ain't nobody had a doubt bout me, I was smart, but reckless Back then, everybody had a thought, I was nothing but a mark on a checklist And my set list, grew hectic, jotting down bars in the park at breakfast Back then, people still saw me like an unused block in Tetris Didn't fit in, it was me, Jay, Nicky, Nick, DJ, Justin, and ant, every day we would sit in And work on ways to stay hidden and let the day be wasted If I didn't see em, JJK replaced it Me, Jobin, Julez roamed the places nobody would go Just to hold the taste of time and when it declined, we'd reload the basics Or with Mansoor chilling, never unsure, we just had fun Pure thrill and I wonder if he's still in the same house It's been a while since I saw anybody from those days now Back then when the pain shrouded itself in stealth and the depth of a rain cloud When I spent nights building a fake crown, convincing myself this was a great town You got the whole world sitting in your palm What you waiting on? Captivate me Can't contain me Miss my friends and I'm not the same me Without them I am not the same me These words on a page like a Rembrandt Speak ill of my friends when my pen can't Meek Mill on the edge and I'um Enchanted No chance, weak willed when I sent that Sit back, tic tac toe, ten grams, we all fried our brains to a bent lamp Bentley, man please I could rent that, well I could've but the money got spent flat From here, the view is gorgeous Like when me, Mike, Tom, Dan, and George would fuse our forces Had the music coursing When the band broke up, shit that was like divorcing Been a minute since Seb and I got to discoursing All these dudes is too supportive, of course I had to hang with a few enforcers Who knew that our youth would imbue importance Back then, when I could write raps, still type fast, make beats in a night class I performed every day, for the people in the way, but I don't mean it like that Shit wasn't done, it was still fun, they were still believing in me You just want a piece of the moment now, nowadays it's easy to see You just want a piece of a moment now Nothing will ever make you as happy as that Late at night, the specter stepped in and spoke of harmony We argued about fate and sorrow and sovereignty And how to borrow time with a single breath How to heal others and reflect upon a life well-lived and ill-advised The beams of light, all i could see, fractured as prism A realm of inquiry and self-doubt Who am I really? The more I asked, the more it seemed like less of a question and like... Well, I think it became a reason