The Last Song

[Verse 1]

If this the last song I ever wrote 
If it were to be the night that these motherfuckers murdered me 
If it were to be a car crash swerving into a Mercury 
Burgundy splash through the glass when sirens circle me 
I will be viewed as violent certainly 
Drug-addled so maybe I’ve only written the worst of me 
Maybe by me even writing these words I’m tempting the fates 
They come from the heart sent from a place 
I couldn’t find in my mind, I was blind, I was lost 
In a time warp when a mind walked from a sick scene on a sidewalk 
Full of suicide thoughts, full of false dreams and hopes that you and I bought 
Like dope so we had to find things to cope 
Ended up covered in dirt not washed with soap 
We ended up learning all about the cost of coke 
By the rope and seen some good folks lost from dope 
I can’t begin to begin, I’m just horrified 
You’re ? me ? this thing, you think it’s glorified 
I just hear the pendulum swing again and again 
The same song, broken dreams and dead friends 
I been where I been now I stand where I am 
As a man with a mic in his hand now goddamn 
Back holding the crack planet that’s covered with monkeys (?) 
As I walk through the halls of recovering junkies

[Chorus]

If this was that last song I ever wrote 
I’d tell you to grab it by the throat 
If this is the last song I ever write 
I’ll tell you to stand back up and fight

Live your life, give your life 
Stand up and fight, you’re mad 
Live your life, give your life 
Stand up and fight, you’re mad

[Verse 2]

If these the last words I ever spoke 
Would you listen closer? 
Would you close your eyes, envision what I’m supposed to be? 
Just a ghost of my boys that overdosed 
On crushed-up poison, crushed with the noise of the ocean 
Way before Affleck or Coka Nostra 
Before I had a cashed cheque or a poster 
Rode sofa to sofa clutching on the old toaster 
Writing on spray paper, grey days of cold culture 
Devil got an ulcer with a habit to match it 
In a bad temper so I’m grabbing a ratchet 
Just to go along with it my stakes are high 
To the people this is the way that I say goodbye 
To my baby boy ? his parents so opposite 
Just as smart as momma is, fiery as poppa gets 
Just one thing little man you cannot forget 
If your will is real nobody else can stop the shit 
Shit I’m living proof, take a look and figure it 
I grew up in a paradox and rather not forgive the shit 
But I had to box out this box and I live with it 
Boxed out of detox, they said I’m on some wicked shit 
Hated, they were racist so I was facing bigger shit 
Seen too many homies die just trying to dig a ditch 
I philosophize all my life burning cigarettes 
I became smarter but y’all returned to ignorant

[Chorus]