Perhaps i was addicted to the dark side - Some where inside my childhood witnessed my heart die - And even though we both came from the same places - The money and the fame made us all change places - How could it be through the misery - That can´t get past the hard times - Made a true friend afraid to ask, for currency - But you could run to me when you need me, i´ll never leave - I just neened someone to believe in, as you can see - It´s a small thang through and true - What could i do ? real homies help ya get through - And coming now, he´d do tha same thang if he could - Cuz in the hood true homies make you feel good - And happy times we be acting up call tha cops - Bringing the cease to tha peace that was on my block - It never stop, when my mama ask me will i change - I tell her yeah, but it´s clear i´ll always be tha same - Until the end of time