You kept me alive with the way you'd pile drive my eardrums
id wonder at night if you and i where would ever near some
you spoke to me through speakers, picked me up from 0 through tweeters
wrote to me in hidden features, walked with me fixing my sole, sneakers
but then your record deal came and you changed
the fame entered your brain, in exchange it drained
everything i respected in you as a man, an artist
is gone now and the man who started departed
I cant even stand what you resemble now
its incredible how credentials can plow
a good man and change all of his demeanor
not even worth name dropping, the "street cleaner"
you fucked over your calling kid
now only your failures worth applauding it