To Joey(Untitled)
This is for mye friend Joey....
You can conquer the world with money and fame but don’t ever forget your place in the game
And grow too big for your frame so it conceals the jealousy and shame that stands next to your name
Damn… The devil got earth by its balls, and they say that every time he lets go angels fall
But have you ever thought of the fact that when you walk down the halls in the corridor of life
You will always feel the cold steel of the coroner’s knife
Cause any day can be your last, especially if you keep smoking that grass in Sunday- school class
I know I aint your dad, but I just don’t want to read a newspaper ad about you goin’ bad, its just sad
That you’re wasting your life for a high that will take you higher than the sky, but will take you to an early goodbye
I know your life can be hard and you just tryn’ to get by, you can cry but it doesn’t help if you’ dry inside
You and me go back like Jekyll and Hyde, but if this is the life you want, then I guess I’ll catch you on the flipside…
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