John Wesley (Rap) - Farewell Hopsin lyrics

Oh Hopsin Where'd you go? Are you ever coming back? Nobody really knows It's like I'm in a subsequent dimension, separate from genuine intention Overwhelmed and overcame by all six of my senses My eyes roll back in my face, and I'm an outpatient, intensive Trying to run away but the time that I spend again is relentless It's like I don't even try to fight it anymore If it wants me it can have me, these words are motions I have gone through and said before You know, those times when you throw in the towel cause you tore the white flag To life, and what follows is borderline rape There's no stopping a force that has forced its way in Via invitation via the more you gave in The once a week churchgoers will shrug it off And laugh, and say “that boy's only acting like that because he's lost” Oh, you're going to leave? Do it, I know you're thinking I will react But I'm not wasting my time crying over it, cause you'll be back Your entire career was a buzzk**, but no matter how mad I am, when you return you will have love, still, I can't help but be a little (bit) Upset, is rap still a regret? (The last couple years I've been thinking) If you hate the game then retire from it, don't stay around and sit on the bench And have your fans waiting for years, fans I'll never have the chance to reach But in your position I admit I'd probly do the exact same thing And what's difficult? I can count my fans, on one hand Sell an album for each finger and I'll likely never sell above that It's a different type of relationship when you love rap And we'll all probly be waiting, pissed off, (though) open arms when you comeback So, it's not taunting, it's a fan reaction I had the highest hopes for your potential and as of right now I can't see past it I've been burnt out but I'm a rapping addict And you were 1 of only a few that I can stomach, wish I could go to your statuses and have the last redacted And I don't know what the matter of fact is Just want to be melodramatic and take a shot of battery acid When I got your last album, flipped it over to the back and the track list And saw you digging your own grave I figured it was either an act or sarcastic And I never thought it would come to this Just like I said, separated, in a dimension that's subsequent (I didn't want to exist) I'm just blowing off steam I knew that I would feel this way the day Hopsin would leave And I'm confused; I'm not positive what this feeling is But I am well aware of higher standards you instilled me with After “raw” my selfish side was ready to get an album from you Every couple of years for like two decades, and now that you're through I don't know where to go from here, now that you're over there And I speak for many of your fans who wish the best for you and I hope it's clear So is it disappointment, that's not even the right word How long will you be just a memory, while in mine, the white eyes burn? Oh Hopsin Where'd you go? Are you ever coming back? Nobody really knows