[00:10]In the beginning it was fat blunts, a whole lot of laughs[00:13]Pursuit of happiness, so we spent a lot of cash[00:16]Grew in company, not even trying to get the ass[00:18]Best summer in my life, I wish it could last[00:21]But that was the past, baggage chasing me[00:24]On both of us, we weathered the storm faithfully[00:27]I don’t know where maturity is taking me[00:29]My heart been aching me, it feel like lately we been[00:32]Growing apart, I wanted to stay the same[00:34]Can’t let old age, come in and change the game[00:36]Even change your name, acknowledge all my claims[00:39]But who put out the flames, they say true love is pain[00:41]I’m ignorant to your feelings, you need sexual healing but[00:44]I’m numb inside, I can’t figure out the void[00:46]So I laid here annoyed, and oi, have I destroyed the only one I trust[00:50]There’s only one of us[01:11]I ain’t been the same since the day Karim died[01:13]For seven days and nights I cried, inside[01:16]Cause I prophesize, still got love, I feel guilt[01:18]But that’s spoilt milk and I’m boyish built[01:21]I feel bad when you think I’m mad for no reason[01:24]Feel like I’m making a path for you leaving[01:26]Cause my attitude’s without gratitude, I ain’t mad at you[01:29]I just wish I could afford us a pad or two[01:32]See I’m Kate Black for you, I’m Ronald Ardley[01:34]Cause even if I die, I will always come back for you[01:36]I’m the lesser half of you, you the backbone[01:39]That keep the tracks warm, proud to be, Mrs. Antwan[01:42]I respect that, I just can’t show it in the ways I want to[01:45]So I hope I don’t blow it[01:46]That’s the life of a poet, a chess game or stress made[01:49]Baby I want to give you less pain[02:11]I’ll admit responsibility is a bit much, fatherhood[02:14]Being a provider when you ****** up[02:16]Want to give my kids everything, you a bigger wedding ring[02:19]I’m looking at collections in cut-off notices[02:21]The reason I’m exposing this is anxiety[02:24]If I don’t express it, my soul will just die in me[02:26]Even though I murder these microphones I’m still past due[02:29]So I’m taking out a title loan[02:31]My black thoughts are rooted in harmony[02:34]You got a part of me for all of my brutal honesty[02:36]It bothers me, to see us drifting[02:39]So I had to spit you something uplifting[02:41]The night’s getting darker, the day’s getting brighter[02:44]Reminiscing on the times when we were much tighter[02:46]Love supersedes you, everything I need[02:49]Together we achieve, hold my hand if you believe