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letra de come home soon - snooze

i could never keep a straight face for the life of me
what’s the point of dropping passion projects, you ain’t ride for me
there’s two things, you pipe the f-ck down or you die for me
f-ck the rap sh-t, i’ll keep a pencil on the side of me, ay
cus there’s a multitude of b-tches i had to lose
the one who got hooked on drugs, and left from a shoot
the one who tried to k!ll himself, i swear, the mind of that dude
and then my own soul, i sold it for a pen and some tunes
therе was another that felt bettеr cus i tried to put myself
in a center where they would monitor me and my being well
i had a notes application cus there was n0body to tell
my buddy tried to sell my friends lace and affected his health
remember taking time to watch the news in fear of the sentence
it was the last run of caregiving, the final descendent
he was just f-cked up in the head, kinda the same as my pen is
there wasn’t room for entertainment anymore, and just for preface
the rooms were silent days on end in fear of my brother
the one who left from the shoot, that shot was heard by my mother
i took a day to keep myself inside my room where i’d smother
my own neck, i was feelin f- f- f-cked, with the stutter
and i was three days late, “yall heard what happened to our boy?”
“he ain’t never coming back after the shot was deployed”
i never liked to go too deeply ‘bout the whole sob story
but there were times i couldn’t help but think he innocent, the boy
i went to mother, “mom, my boy has got in trouble right now”
but she saw it in an article that called him clown
i urged myself to go to school and tried to keep that sh-t down
but when there’s b-tches talking sh-t, i try to open my mouth
i didn’t say a word though, defending criminals is one thing
i just had connections to the man, it’s really something
to look back at such a dude, always ranting ‘bout the government
he was paranoid, there’s not a person he could put his trust in
look back at older dms “who the f-ck wants some weed”
i said “you gotta stop that sh-t before you end yourself clean”
and now he did some sh-t on drugs that locked him permanently
inside a cell with no remorse, he’s taken away from me
remember he was talking to the mayor to fix his addiction
and i could only feel like he didn’t care for his demolition
there were cuts on his wrist that had proved nothing, he was finished
he was running from himself, right along with his sentence
he rapped too, just like me, he had his goals as an artist
well, kinda, he dropped some sh-tty diss track, the funny part is
it was just towards a friend, so you can tell he had a harness
he wasn’t alone in life, i bet the bars feel like a party
i kinda hate just sobbing ‘bout this guy who took a life
it’s just hard to wear a mask and say “he’s gone, yeah that’s alright”
10am of every day he’d take a seat up on my right
but that seat just collected dust after tryna put up a fight
but as he fought for his own justice, i would wonder what would you do
yo b-tch received a problem, but you do not have a clue, dude
so would you take it back, and never handle what was due, dude
or are you taking shots like my brother who left me-

- snooze

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