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"
Space Age
[Chorus 2X:]
Don't flex baby
I want to see you toucha toes in that dress baby
Bounce it up and down like we having sex baby
Give me the head and you can give them tricks the rest baby
And nuthin less baby
(Eightball)
Eightball let me grip the mic and rip the track
Freaky hoes let me see you shaking what you got
Trick niggas buy them hoes a drank to keep em cool
And I'm gone be with them niggas drinking yak ackin a fool
Fulla hay fuck security 'cause we don't give a fuck
At the bar drinking shots looking at them hoes strut
Up and down side to side for a nigga like a foe
Young hoes at the club ready to pack they shit and go
Don't trip baby
After the club you can jump off in my whip baby
And let a nigga get a sample of them lips baby
And we gone keep it on the hush
You can hit me on the hip but don't be blowin a nigga up
9 11 all the time damn tell me what you need
Hold on let me click over MJ what you see
(MJG)
I see a stout thang
Were bout to leave a hump off in yo couch mayn
One look at this bitcha make yo mouth hang open
Freak what you looking at
A true pimp I seen it in her camp
Full time party lifer dance floora
Dopeman's bitch average club goer
Shake it baby til your G-strang break loose
I'm watchin now gone make them hoes hate you
She's a cover girl under bed cover fuck yo red brother
And yo black brother and yo dead brother she ain't scared brother
Big thick juicy body molaty
Got mo butt than she got body
She's a go-getter pro switch hitter
But only in the dark
So parking lot competition is hard
I ain't chasing
And if I stay around ain't cause I'm waiting (Uhn)
Now get along girl get bout your straighten
[Chorus 2X]
(Eightball)
We make it hot
We came to make it hotta than Nevada
Big balling G slanging Suave House product
In the lab like a chemist cooking weighing up and cutting
Trinity to the MPC making dope pushing buttons
Organized Noise
Them country ATL boys
Got it locked up and sewed up and keep it rocked up
Glocked up
Doing the southside like Lil Key Key
Tricks talking shit gone see my hollow tips in 3D
But we didn't come to see no jealous ass niggas
We came to keep the party hype and drank up all the liquor
And fuck with the gold diggers them free drink sippers
Cause them gone be the ones in the room pulling zippers
With they teeth mind blow by the presidential suite
Waking up talking bout they want to go and eat
Hit the dho baby
You ain't got to go home but yo ass got to go baby
And that for sho baby
[Chorus 2X]
(MJG)
I saw yo naked ass
Peekin out the curtain of yo mini shirt
Shadow of yo pussy close behind
Telling me MJG
Run with me through fields of flowers
We can fuck for hours
Come and she you anytime
You say no
How you gone say that when you dress say yes
A saddle on yo chest I expect nothing less
Than nuts on yo neck dick on yo chin
Just like we done then last time lets do it again
It looks as if to me you got some handles bout yourself
But everything you struggle to reach is up on the shelf
In homes of pimps who done done it
Some play around with your mind we run it
Gin sippers Orange Mound, Tennessee nigga
We deliver all up and down the Mississippi river
Fuck a check bitch
No ID no income and dividends
Ain't got nothing but space now fill it in
[Chorus 3X]
[Chorus 2X:]
Don't flex baby
I want to see you toucha toes in that dress baby
Bounce it up and down like we having sex baby
Give me the head and you can give them tricks the rest baby
And nuthin less baby
(Eightball)
Eightball let me grip the mic and rip the track
Freaky hoes let me see you shaking what you got
Trick niggas buy them hoes a drank to keep em cool
And I'm gone be with them niggas drinking yak ackin a fool
Fulla hay fuck security 'cause we don't give a fuck
At the bar drinking shots looking at them hoes strut
Up and down side to side for a nigga like a foe
Young hoes at the club ready to pack they shit and go
Don't trip baby
After the club you can jump off in my whip baby
And let a nigga get a sample of them lips baby
And we gone keep it on the hush
You can hit me on the hip but don't be blowin a nigga up
9 11 all the time damn tell me what you need
Hold on let me click over MJ what you see
(MJG)
I see a stout thang
Were bout to leave a hump off in yo couch mayn
One look at this bitcha make yo mouth hang open
Freak what you looking at
A true pimp I seen it in her camp
Full time party lifer dance floora
Dopeman's bitch average club goer
Shake it baby til your G-strang break loose
I'm watchin now gone make them hoes hate you
She's a cover girl under bed cover fuck yo red brother
And yo black brother and yo dead brother she ain't scared brother
Big thick juicy body molaty
Got mo butt than she got body
She's a go-getter pro switch hitter
But only in the dark
So parking lot competition is hard
I ain't chasing
And if I stay around ain't cause I'm waiting (Uhn)
Now get along girl get bout your straighten
[Chorus 2X]
(Eightball)
We make it hot
We came to make it hotta than Nevada
Big balling G slanging Suave House product
In the lab like a chemist cooking weighing up and cutting
Trinity to the MPC making dope pushing buttons
Organized Noise
Them country ATL boys
Got it locked up and sewed up and keep it rocked up
Glocked up
Doing the southside like Lil Key Key
Tricks talking shit gone see my hollow tips in 3D
But we didn't come to see no jealous ass niggas
We came to keep the party hype and drank up all the liquor
And fuck with the gold diggers them free drink sippers
Cause them gone be the ones in the room pulling zippers
With they teeth mind blow by the presidential suite
Waking up talking bout they want to go and eat
Hit the dho baby
You ain't got to go home but yo ass got to go baby
And that for sho baby
[Chorus 2X]
(MJG)
I saw yo naked ass
Peekin out the curtain of yo mini shirt
Shadow of yo pussy close behind
Telling me MJG
Run with me through fields of flowers
We can fuck for hours
Come and she you anytime
You say no
How you gone say that when you dress say yes
A saddle on yo chest I expect nothing less
Than nuts on yo neck dick on yo chin
Just like we done then last time lets do it again
It looks as if to me you got some handles bout yourself
But everything you struggle to reach is up on the shelf
In homes of pimps who done done it
Some play around with your mind we run it
Gin sippers Orange Mound, Tennessee nigga
We deliver all up and down the Mississippi river
Fuck a check bitch
No ID no income and dividends
Ain't got nothing but space now fill it in
[Chorus 3X]
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