Last of My Dreams

Way back when, when I had these friends
They would always roll with me, at least ten of them
They were my crew, my squad, my dogs, my bruhs
They always held me up with that homeboy love
One year, I moved away to find success out of town
Came back in town, a few friends weren’t around
Some things had gone down, some boys went missing
But they said, “Stay grinding, bro. Don’t be slipping.”
So I wasn’t tripping, I was doing my thing
Making moves out of town, I was like a king.
But everytime I came back, there were fewer and fewer
Yet I was easily distracted, by things so much newer
And before I even knew it, I had just one friend left
He was in the hospital, barely holding his breath
He was looking right through me, probably looking at death
But he locked in on my eyes, and this is what he said
We were so proud of you, there was no hate involved.
Things just got hectic and you were gone so long
Some of us did right, but it all went wrong
And we’d never see you, you didn’t return our calls
We all knew you were big-time having a ball
But you just weren’t there, you weren’t there at all.
We never truly blamed you, it wasn’t all your fault
Only thing was you’d rise, and we’d all fall.
He looked at me hard, and then his eyes glazed over…
He was the last of my dreams, those days are over.

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