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"
[Phantasm]
I stay takin flicks with chicks, spendin G's on wares and kicks
While these hip-hop ticks stay on my dick
MC's is all (?) like bags from (?)ton
And stay souped up, just like wonton
All I got is hard times, the illest rhymes, a couple of dimes
And a rusty nine, that ain't even mines
Thousand dollar links on, gotta get my drink on
But ain't never put a mink on
I still get nice and shoot dice
Still eat pork fried rice, still shoot 3's like Mark Price
Second time around, still gettin down for my crown
I'm givin you that hip-hop sound
[Ug]
Yo, my rugged raps, dip on, tracks like Japs in straw hats
In Saigon through trees, of the icon
Squeeze like py-thon, you don't know who you facin
The gat I bust'll split yo' ass up like segregation
A federation, comes together like United Nations
To bring obliteration, 151 is what I'm tastin
No hesitation when I come through
My voice shakes cassette tapes, when I scream like CLUE!!!
You-G, keep niggaz guessin
Break bones like Tekken while niggaz fake moves like wrestlin
No question, I bring it everytime baby
Don't try to play me, I Roc-a-Fella like Jay-Z, what..
"Maintain, few remain in the game
So I remain focused and pop's the main aim" -> K-Solo
(repeat 4X)
[Phantasm]
Never did a soundtrack, but my sounds is fat
You think that's gon' hold me back from gettin mines in rap?
Why'all niggaz step to the rear cause the Dwellas is here
Disappeared for a year now the smoke is clear
Debut 23 on the charts of Billboard
Even headliners got floored when we toured
Because, all my releases are lyrical masterpieces
Do the knowledge baby, science that, check my thesis
I can't stand the reign nor the pain
To see these wack niggaz gain, aiyyo I'm tryin to maintain
I don't even rhyme no more, I explain
The rules of the game, simple and plain
This rap industry, ain't shit to me
The million dollar man just need currency
So I can get this estate and live great, what
Finally a home of my own as the king of my throne
[Ug]
Ug will, roast ya, focused like Minolta
Hold gats like a holster, that'll rip through shirts like the Hulkster
Dance on track like John Travolta, Saturday Night, Fe-ver
Put niggaz to sleep like, eth-er
Usin the sleeper, hold, my flow be ill
Rick Rude rides beats like (??) check it
I want to sell like Hootie and the Blowfish
My goatee got shorties sayin that I look like Will Smith
With cuter lips huh, my clip slips slugs through the toaster
Hit your leg and have you limpin like, Kaiser Soze
Chips honeydips whip's whip, plus she post (??)
Re, pose, me you get crushed
I cut flows like tight handcuffs, nigga what?
"Maintain, few remain in the game
So I remain focused and pop's the main aim" -> K-Solo
(repeat 4X)
I stay takin flicks with chicks, spendin G's on wares and kicks
While these hip-hop ticks stay on my dick
MC's is all (?) like bags from (?)ton
And stay souped up, just like wonton
All I got is hard times, the illest rhymes, a couple of dimes
And a rusty nine, that ain't even mines
Thousand dollar links on, gotta get my drink on
But ain't never put a mink on
I still get nice and shoot dice
Still eat pork fried rice, still shoot 3's like Mark Price
Second time around, still gettin down for my crown
I'm givin you that hip-hop sound
[Ug]
Yo, my rugged raps, dip on, tracks like Japs in straw hats
In Saigon through trees, of the icon
Squeeze like py-thon, you don't know who you facin
The gat I bust'll split yo' ass up like segregation
A federation, comes together like United Nations
To bring obliteration, 151 is what I'm tastin
No hesitation when I come through
My voice shakes cassette tapes, when I scream like CLUE!!!
You-G, keep niggaz guessin
Break bones like Tekken while niggaz fake moves like wrestlin
No question, I bring it everytime baby
Don't try to play me, I Roc-a-Fella like Jay-Z, what..
"Maintain, few remain in the game
So I remain focused and pop's the main aim" -> K-Solo
(repeat 4X)
[Phantasm]
Never did a soundtrack, but my sounds is fat
You think that's gon' hold me back from gettin mines in rap?
Why'all niggaz step to the rear cause the Dwellas is here
Disappeared for a year now the smoke is clear
Debut 23 on the charts of Billboard
Even headliners got floored when we toured
Because, all my releases are lyrical masterpieces
Do the knowledge baby, science that, check my thesis
I can't stand the reign nor the pain
To see these wack niggaz gain, aiyyo I'm tryin to maintain
I don't even rhyme no more, I explain
The rules of the game, simple and plain
This rap industry, ain't shit to me
The million dollar man just need currency
So I can get this estate and live great, what
Finally a home of my own as the king of my throne
[Ug]
Ug will, roast ya, focused like Minolta
Hold gats like a holster, that'll rip through shirts like the Hulkster
Dance on track like John Travolta, Saturday Night, Fe-ver
Put niggaz to sleep like, eth-er
Usin the sleeper, hold, my flow be ill
Rick Rude rides beats like (??) check it
I want to sell like Hootie and the Blowfish
My goatee got shorties sayin that I look like Will Smith
With cuter lips huh, my clip slips slugs through the toaster
Hit your leg and have you limpin like, Kaiser Soze
Chips honeydips whip's whip, plus she post (??)
Re, pose, me you get crushed
I cut flows like tight handcuffs, nigga what?
"Maintain, few remain in the game
So I remain focused and pop's the main aim" -> K-Solo
(repeat 4X)
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