Not, 15 years out of the womb,
a boy's best friend lay in his tomb...

Letter in the mail,
mom's in jail...

Nothing sketchy, nothing fake,
no more lies, too much at stake...

Today you are my inspiration,
I've never known someone like you...

It's hard to gauge all this rage that I feel.
It's hard to cage all this anger that's real...

I am but a book,
a book beyond a cover...

Born and raised in Brooklyn,
a man and woman were...

I wake up and I'm feeling drowsy,
already assuming my day will be lousy...

Below the murky water she lurks. As if she knows...

In the chamber lies his fate.
Himself, a bullet, and the gun...

I've had problems with gas in the past.
Sometimes, they just slip out too fast...

One good friend,
is all that you need...