Wayback

Lets hop inside The Wayback

And smooth this out like Mabalene and Tresemme on the ASAP.

I'm strong like Ajax.

I'm the.

Gem in the rough.

I'm the.

Needle in the haystack.

My poem's spoken with golden and potent notions,

That pass you by then come back around like a racetrack.

You faggots hate that!

............

I'm a maniac with racy act.

I reckon,

I change my heart, in just a second.

The force awakens!

I'm a sith lord!

So Jedis face the facts...

And if I called half you pissed off fuckers,

A bunch of dick rags and crazy lazy twats,

Then that would be the pot claiming that the kettle's face is black!

And I'd hate for that....

For that happen.

I already haven't got a leg to stand on.

But I guess a man doesn't need a reason to stand his ground.

He'd break a knee,

But he- ain't backin out.

He'd give up his sight and mind.

Before he releases...

Relinquish his fight and pride.

I learnt this the hard.

The do or die way.

The "wouldn't wish on your worst enemy" scarred way!

Those were the dark days...

I'll fill you in, in a second....

Just wait...

 

(Hook)

 

The Jay-Z sample is irrelevant.

But the shoe fit,

So fuck this shit I'm wearing it.

I'm never down and out.

Just pick me up and air me out.

Add some weight to my baggage that I'll just carry 'round.

But back to the story.

So sit and listen.

It's a bit depressin.

But that's life and that's a given...

Listen...

Flash to a woman.

Picture this, about 50.

Decrepit.

Neglecting. Her body,

With a never-ending bottle of whisky.

She got 5 kids.

Barely there to her.

Can't see shit infront of her barely open eye-lids.

But she cares so much that it hurts.

It hurts alot...

And alcohol helps...

Yo it helps alot...

She'd drink that shit all day,

Whether it really helped or not....

We were there for her through hell and heaven.

She was just a woman,

But to me that woman was a living legend!

I said I never knew a stronger person!

I sing a song and sling a verse for her without even being asked,

For certain.

And thats for certain!

The arguments we had would worsen...

The fights and cursin...

We hate ourselves for never smashing down that bottle of bourbon!

But we were scared and we were hurtin!

And thats for certain....

I was 10 years old the day she passed...

I met my uncle and aunts for the first time...

How fucked is that?

She closed me off from the world.

No contact.

We moved out to the country!

No contact.

Some days she refused to touch me!

No contact...

I didn't sign for this.

No contract.

So sad can't see the way.

No contacts....

I fucking hate that bitch!

She made me this!

She made me mad!

And she made me pissed!

She killed herself and left me here!

With a raging, aching, pierced heart!

I'm crazy 'cause for all that!

Yknow what....

I take that all back....

I love her more than life itself.

.........................

But I guess.

When all is said and done.

I love that women.

Amazing person...

Thats for certain.