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"
Good evening, ladies and gentlemen (hey)
I'd like to thank you all for joining us this evening
Let me know if y'all with me y'all (hey)
Just a couple of things I wanna say
I only play the games that I win at
And stay the same with more rhymes than there's ways to skin cats
As a matter of fact, let me rephrase
With more rhymes and ways to fillet felines these days
Watch the path of the black one
Supervillain, he wrecks clubs for delf
In a drunken stupor chillin'
Ready and willing to inadvertently foil that
Plan of any rhymer, whiner or spoiled brat
Who got more snottier flows than snotty nose?
And holds mics like he knows karate body blows?
Nobody knows
The trouble I see
From the MPV fly dirty tailin' the eye bubble eye thirty
For the record this is some shit I just thought of y'all
Science fiction that's not admissible in no court of law
I live to rock mics 3-D
The only reason I seek to stop, to snuff the TV
I heard beats, they sound like karaoke
With monkey rhymers on a leash like don't have this fairy choke me
Hit 'em with a penny so we can get these peanuts
And I thought we was nuts, I used to get free cuts
They locks Lex Luthor up in green haven
Since when a nigga never really been to clean shaven
Misbehavin' rap stars need Listamint
Call me Mista Bent, I'm at where your sister went
Intelligent, used to write and be well spoke
Now all a nigga wanna do is fight and sell (hey)
Tell a joke
This could lead to catastrophe
'Bout to stop the violence right after these last three shots
From the black bat got me at headlock
Holdin' on to sanity, by strands of that dreadlock
She told me get off I said, "Bitch
Let me set this shit off so I could get rich right quick"
Then it hit me like the point of intoxication
Nigga come out and rock this nation like ox defacin' (hey)
A lot of niggas out is rusty like oxidation
In the world's most strangest most dangerous occupation
But you could do it, you the Super like in your building
Villian like trife Kinder is in All My Children
Plotting and it sure to pay ends
With some real mature womens, and more of they friends (hey)
When bad men roll tight, it's actual true
Like a pack of Big Bambú, with natural glue
Who grip necks of Becks next to triple X?
He just came in 4D: Follow the ripple effects
And it'll lead you right to him, oh snap
It seems you walked into a trap, through rap, zoinks
This place is filled with pretender willies
One false move, and get broke off, like end of Phillies
True believers, ain't nothin new to a
Crook with special powers like how to tell the future uh, uh
Rhyme of the month two page long
Bustin' off two gages with my cape on wrong
Son it's on remind me of a Raekwon tape song
With a fleet of super bad, some status, Rae Dawn Chong
Let me know if y'alls with me y'all (hey)
National and geographic down to the titty-bar
Rep Monster Island City y'all
To all my brothers who is doin' unsettling bids
You could have got away if it was not for them meddling kids
(Over here)
(Hey)
(Hey)
I'd like to thank you all for joining us this evening
Let me know if y'all with me y'all (hey)
Just a couple of things I wanna say
I only play the games that I win at
And stay the same with more rhymes than there's ways to skin cats
As a matter of fact, let me rephrase
With more rhymes and ways to fillet felines these days
Watch the path of the black one
Supervillain, he wrecks clubs for delf
In a drunken stupor chillin'
Ready and willing to inadvertently foil that
Plan of any rhymer, whiner or spoiled brat
Who got more snottier flows than snotty nose?
And holds mics like he knows karate body blows?
Nobody knows
The trouble I see
From the MPV fly dirty tailin' the eye bubble eye thirty
For the record this is some shit I just thought of y'all
Science fiction that's not admissible in no court of law
I live to rock mics 3-D
The only reason I seek to stop, to snuff the TV
I heard beats, they sound like karaoke
With monkey rhymers on a leash like don't have this fairy choke me
Hit 'em with a penny so we can get these peanuts
And I thought we was nuts, I used to get free cuts
They locks Lex Luthor up in green haven
Since when a nigga never really been to clean shaven
Misbehavin' rap stars need Listamint
Call me Mista Bent, I'm at where your sister went
Intelligent, used to write and be well spoke
Now all a nigga wanna do is fight and sell (hey)
Tell a joke
This could lead to catastrophe
'Bout to stop the violence right after these last three shots
From the black bat got me at headlock
Holdin' on to sanity, by strands of that dreadlock
She told me get off I said, "Bitch
Let me set this shit off so I could get rich right quick"
Then it hit me like the point of intoxication
Nigga come out and rock this nation like ox defacin' (hey)
A lot of niggas out is rusty like oxidation
In the world's most strangest most dangerous occupation
But you could do it, you the Super like in your building
Villian like trife Kinder is in All My Children
Plotting and it sure to pay ends
With some real mature womens, and more of they friends (hey)
When bad men roll tight, it's actual true
Like a pack of Big Bambú, with natural glue
Who grip necks of Becks next to triple X?
He just came in 4D: Follow the ripple effects
And it'll lead you right to him, oh snap
It seems you walked into a trap, through rap, zoinks
This place is filled with pretender willies
One false move, and get broke off, like end of Phillies
True believers, ain't nothin new to a
Crook with special powers like how to tell the future uh, uh
Rhyme of the month two page long
Bustin' off two gages with my cape on wrong
Son it's on remind me of a Raekwon tape song
With a fleet of super bad, some status, Rae Dawn Chong
Let me know if y'alls with me y'all (hey)
National and geographic down to the titty-bar
Rep Monster Island City y'all
To all my brothers who is doin' unsettling bids
You could have got away if it was not for them meddling kids
(Over here)
(Hey)
(Hey)
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