This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
Uh! Yeah! What up?
I know y'all want to take me down
I know y'all want to see me get clowned
I know y'all want to take my sound
And put a nigga like me in the lost and found
But I refuse to fade
I'll stay this way
Spreadin' venom in the mic till I'm old and gray
And now niggaz want to attack me
Flip-flop and back me
But fool you's a mackey
I'll starch your ass like some khakis
Your shit is tacky and you better play the backwoods
Me and my crew will use your CD for a hackey sack
Imagine that
And it shouldn't be hard
Cause your style ain't large
And you want to make all the profits with crowbars
Can you Dig It?
When nothin' can save it
Shock your ass like a phaser
Burn and cut like a laser
Amaze you, with this flava
I run with a pack of tennis shoe playa's
[Chorus]
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
The first law of age is called survival
That's why I'm deadly on revival
And it's vital
To my basic instinct
That all whack emcees become extinct
Because we on the brink
Or, should I say the edge
Like a schizophrenic with seventeen personalities walkin' on a ledge
Then you can't see the black cause it's blocked by the blue and the red
U-F-O's
And scandalous ass hoes
Waist deep in the shit, it's still smellin' like a rose
And I suppose
You want me to play superstar
And when I see you on the street act like I don't know who you are
So, you can run back and tell that
But I won't do that
So, fool you can chew that
To all sucka emcees you better beware
I been conjurin' up forces way back in my lair
And my crew don't scare
And we don't care
We act, we wear, I swear
[Chorus]
It's the thrilla
Straight outta Compton, not Manilla
Got a choke hold on the mic like I was M.C. Gorilla
Take this to the heart for real a
Don't you ever try to steal a
Like AIDS this shit came like gin a
Might fuck up your liva
Call me Pharaoh cause I'm floatin' bustas up the river
When I deliver
Make your sister and your grandma shiver
Top feelin' steadily rakin' up the scrilla
Kickin' back in my easy chair sippin' on some Henna
Exol 'cause my whole crew is locin'
And fools always tryin' to fix shit that ain't broken
I'm down with pixies so you don't want to see me
So, grab everyone in your crew and disappear like a genie
Never said I was the best but I ain't the one to be testin'
Cross the line and in pieces you'll be destined
Don't stop, get it, get it
'Cause I blow up the spot every time I grab the mic and hit it, hit it
[Chorus: x3]
I know y'all want to take me down
I know y'all want to see me get clowned
I know y'all want to take my sound
And put a nigga like me in the lost and found
But I refuse to fade
I'll stay this way
Spreadin' venom in the mic till I'm old and gray
And now niggaz want to attack me
Flip-flop and back me
But fool you's a mackey
I'll starch your ass like some khakis
Your shit is tacky and you better play the backwoods
Me and my crew will use your CD for a hackey sack
Imagine that
And it shouldn't be hard
Cause your style ain't large
And you want to make all the profits with crowbars
Can you Dig It?
When nothin' can save it
Shock your ass like a phaser
Burn and cut like a laser
Amaze you, with this flava
I run with a pack of tennis shoe playa's
[Chorus]
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
Can you dig it?
The first law of age is called survival
That's why I'm deadly on revival
And it's vital
To my basic instinct
That all whack emcees become extinct
Because we on the brink
Or, should I say the edge
Like a schizophrenic with seventeen personalities walkin' on a ledge
Then you can't see the black cause it's blocked by the blue and the red
U-F-O's
And scandalous ass hoes
Waist deep in the shit, it's still smellin' like a rose
And I suppose
You want me to play superstar
And when I see you on the street act like I don't know who you are
So, you can run back and tell that
But I won't do that
So, fool you can chew that
To all sucka emcees you better beware
I been conjurin' up forces way back in my lair
And my crew don't scare
And we don't care
We act, we wear, I swear
[Chorus]
It's the thrilla
Straight outta Compton, not Manilla
Got a choke hold on the mic like I was M.C. Gorilla
Take this to the heart for real a
Don't you ever try to steal a
Like AIDS this shit came like gin a
Might fuck up your liva
Call me Pharaoh cause I'm floatin' bustas up the river
When I deliver
Make your sister and your grandma shiver
Top feelin' steadily rakin' up the scrilla
Kickin' back in my easy chair sippin' on some Henna
Exol 'cause my whole crew is locin'
And fools always tryin' to fix shit that ain't broken
I'm down with pixies so you don't want to see me
So, grab everyone in your crew and disappear like a genie
Never said I was the best but I ain't the one to be testin'
Cross the line and in pieces you'll be destined
Don't stop, get it, get it
'Cause I blow up the spot every time I grab the mic and hit it, hit it
[Chorus: x3]
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