asshole by nature
my bro, mild sevens in his glovebox for the ladies,
viet marlboros in the cupholder for the homeless
first time we spoke you spat out razors
didn't know your name but we already on different pages
years pass, we both grew, got our shit straight like a laser
but let's rewind a few years back, before the birth of sages
u bragged about everything there is to brag about
insecurity on your forehead, a clenched fist through your skin
i wish i coulda dragged you out that night, 20 feet stomping your brain
you had it comming, on second thought i'm glad i didn't
i woulda been in that cypher, curing you with pain
betrayal is the best medicine, near lethal dosage in the vein
but when that phone rang on the 13th all i wanted was to share your pain
you lost your father, 2011 may 13, one week straight toronto poured rain
what happened next was not meant for the sane
stress ontop of stress is like dying a slow death
you sounded like cancer, lifeless with your limbs chopped off,
but like a true cancer, those claws regen'd on your very last breath
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