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"
Yeah, once again the undefeated Dub S see G
Squeak are you, Binky Mack, huh, AllFrumThaI
Worldwide, baby
(Verse 1 -Squeak Ru)
In Southern California niggas don't play fair
We hittin switches in [hoops ?], makin bitches titties bounce in the air
Tryna take a G, flip wit the 2.3, so I can move my family
You gotta go for what you know
You either die for the hood or find a out the ghetto
Millionaire is the word
Niggas gotta catch them a bird
Take flight from the curb
I'm sprayin fools like [Eversoft ?]
Jack a nigga, make his bitch dance in the [???]hall
I don't play shit
I hate pay shit
Swang wit the Bloods
And truce wit the [curb grip ?]
Chorus:
All I can dream is the undreamable
All I can think is the unthinkable
Explodin like a goddamn bomb
Niggas be alarmed, the Fat Man spread like napalm
Inhale it in ya chest, baby
Inhale it in ya chest, baby, Worldwide
Inhale it in ya chest, baby
Inhale it in ya chest, baby, Westside
(Verse 2 -Squeak Ru)
I'm from Dub S, swing it to the see
Squeak be the shit 'cause, nigga, I'm a G
Bangin on tha muthafuckin microphone
Mashin on ya niggas to peel yo dome
Fuck witta best on tha planet
Grab the microphone and watch niggas panic
You see, they can't fuck wit the unfadeable
[Wreckin ?] niggas turn em into hateables
Tryna get rich wit these grips
I treat the world like a cake, I want the cream in the middle
Down wit Manson and the Big Fish
The Jankiest One will bring the defwish
Westside! Steady [???] niggas swellin
I signed a life-time contract wit the 3 time felons
Now we standin back to back
Countin cheddar by the Gs, stack to stack
Chorus
(Verse 3 -Squeak Ru)
I make niggas to forget about rap
Their heads get to bobbin and their feet is the [check ?]
Once was a hater but now he's a fan
Standin by my side, sayin "Squeak you da man"
Stepped out the smog in 1996
[Jacked ?] a nigga for the west, now I'm tryna sold this bitch
And I'ma stay down for life
Bitch gotta love the Dub to be my wife
I can't stop till my pockets get the most
So I'ma stay high and make the music [???]
So do you like criminals
'cause I got the sack that you know you fiendin fo'
Because...
Chorus
Now tell some...was that big deseez?
Huh, you goddamn right. That was big deseez!
Once again, the Fat Man, the Tycoon, AllFrumThai
Worldwide, baby
Squeak are you, Binky Mack, huh, AllFrumThaI
Worldwide, baby
(Verse 1 -Squeak Ru)
In Southern California niggas don't play fair
We hittin switches in [hoops ?], makin bitches titties bounce in the air
Tryna take a G, flip wit the 2.3, so I can move my family
You gotta go for what you know
You either die for the hood or find a out the ghetto
Millionaire is the word
Niggas gotta catch them a bird
Take flight from the curb
I'm sprayin fools like [Eversoft ?]
Jack a nigga, make his bitch dance in the [???]hall
I don't play shit
I hate pay shit
Swang wit the Bloods
And truce wit the [curb grip ?]
Chorus:
All I can dream is the undreamable
All I can think is the unthinkable
Explodin like a goddamn bomb
Niggas be alarmed, the Fat Man spread like napalm
Inhale it in ya chest, baby
Inhale it in ya chest, baby, Worldwide
Inhale it in ya chest, baby
Inhale it in ya chest, baby, Westside
(Verse 2 -Squeak Ru)
I'm from Dub S, swing it to the see
Squeak be the shit 'cause, nigga, I'm a G
Bangin on tha muthafuckin microphone
Mashin on ya niggas to peel yo dome
Fuck witta best on tha planet
Grab the microphone and watch niggas panic
You see, they can't fuck wit the unfadeable
[Wreckin ?] niggas turn em into hateables
Tryna get rich wit these grips
I treat the world like a cake, I want the cream in the middle
Down wit Manson and the Big Fish
The Jankiest One will bring the defwish
Westside! Steady [???] niggas swellin
I signed a life-time contract wit the 3 time felons
Now we standin back to back
Countin cheddar by the Gs, stack to stack
Chorus
(Verse 3 -Squeak Ru)
I make niggas to forget about rap
Their heads get to bobbin and their feet is the [check ?]
Once was a hater but now he's a fan
Standin by my side, sayin "Squeak you da man"
Stepped out the smog in 1996
[Jacked ?] a nigga for the west, now I'm tryna sold this bitch
And I'ma stay down for life
Bitch gotta love the Dub to be my wife
I can't stop till my pockets get the most
So I'ma stay high and make the music [???]
So do you like criminals
'cause I got the sack that you know you fiendin fo'
Because...
Chorus
Now tell some...was that big deseez?
Huh, you goddamn right. That was big deseez!
Once again, the Fat Man, the Tycoon, AllFrumThai
Worldwide, baby
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