In my thoughtz I see ya walkin' again.
In my thoughtz I'll meet ya see it as a plan.
I wonder if ya waitin' for me up there in heaven.
24 for 7, I'll never make heaven.
Cuz I'm a motherfuckin' thug,
fuck.
Remember we were a team,
smoked, drunk, fightin' in a gym.
Shit homy why did ya past by?
Shit homy why was it you that had 2 die?
On ya funural I was mourn'n as lomg as I could.
Cuz it was always we against tha hood.
Ya was my closest road-dogg,
Now I'm a lonely street-thug.
Ya helped me when I had a problem.
Cuz we were trublesome, fought with them.
Now I'm a sadman,
I stay drunk cuz I'm nothin' mo than a madman.
When ya died, my soul died 2.
We were outlawz, just me and you.
Remember how we used 2 smoke weed.
How we used 2 talk, walk drunk on tha street.
Shit homy, ya was the only one who know me.
Knew me,
invite my enemy.
And that's my fear,
that ya ain't there.
Will I see ya up in heaven?
Will ya get me outta hell?
R.I.P. homy, mister D.A.C.