My friend, my dear old friend
led me your ear for i think this is something
you might need to hear
for the months that you have been gone
I've been trying to live up
to the legacy that you
my friend, have left behind
for the poor, the stories that you,
my friend have changed their lives
for the better
And there is nothing more than I want than
to continue yours

My friend, why must you leave me?
My friend, why did he do this to you?
And why why why must he do this to me!
The poison that traveled through his veins
left more poison to your grave
The streets of this diverse city
just left me grey!
One year more of this nasty mess
I speak, speak, speak and speak again
I speak your words with all my best
It is getting dark now
Now all I have to do
is to write out the rest