[Verse]
Buried under the street, there's a man I did meet
He sullied my name, so I put him to sleep
Buried under this hill is a n***a I killed
I opened his throat 'fore he looked at me ill
Oh, I bid thee farewell to the good times we had
As I make my way home, I suppose it's not bad
To search for my long ago forgotten friends
To search for the place that my dreams met their end
So, swallow your grief, and face life's hardest test
As you bang on the door of a man that's named Hеf
With a curse and a snarl, and a drag of his butt
Hef will open his door, and hе'll calmly say, "What?"
Recognizing my face, he exclaimed with a smile
You still doin' perks? N***a, it's been a while
I'm fresh out of stock, but know where you can find
If you lend me a moment I'll save you some time
Take a drive in the night to a place you once knew
To a place where your hope died along with your crew
On this long search for drugs you've met many men
But it appears that our story has reached its dear end
Hidden under my bed, there's a woman I wed
She was too hard to please, harder still, now she's dead
As the smoke in my lungs fill the space of my mind
I see that the opps have been here this whole time
They empty their clips as they draw near to me
It appears I've lost touch from too much LSD
I remember her fondly, does she think of me?
A bloodthirsty spider in a solid white tee