It's Rainey, Mr. Gravy Train
I'll mame your f**ing train of fame
No this ain't based, this is straight insane sh**
Your trust in me's combusted
But that's something that I mustered all on my own
So the consequences fluster, bu*ter-
Fly wings on my back, all but graceful, like a buz-saw
Sounding out the bursting curses, first
Perverse thoughts lurking, second
Third strike like Capcom brings the lights back on
Now I'm conscious of the pain I've dealt
And no amount of guilt can top that
Lets back track, to when I was getting head like a snaback
Backpack up to the mountains to get past that
And linger in the solitude of my own ineptitude
I could convince any b**h to gimmie the puss: Inception, dude
But all that's ever done is land me in the wrong place
A sure fall from grace
I could barely save face
Almost lost my crew to some bullsh**, yeah I've made mistakes
But don't front like you haven't, nobody's a f**ing saint
This goes out to any girl I've ever said “forever” to
And any girl I've ever chosen to be with instead of you
Blame it all on me, I could give a f** less
Just let me know that you're okay so I can get some f**ing rest
Please
This is not an apology
This is the realization
That there are things more important than self preservation
Look: sometimes I think twice about this whole college sh**
And whether I should continue, or roll it up and bottle it
Throw it out to sea for someone else to find it and
And use it, while I take this time to clear my f**ing conscience
Night terrors used to keep me from ease
And a voice in my head, like a whispering fiend, it said
In a tone that was rather displeased
“How could you know nightmares
If you've been living a dream, kid?”