A friend of Mine

I wanna tell you about a young friend of mine
Grew up together since we were like 8 or Nine
Same school, same class, same place, same time
but we had different ways of stayin in line

he had a passion for hangin out with them girls
pretty boy had girls in different parts of the world
good kid at heart, he got caught up in the hype
used to get with girls that weren't even his type.

everybody loved him, we should chill and hang out together
good clothes, good shoes, the good life. whatever
but then we got to college and things changed forever
he did his thing well, and i cant say things changed for the better

two years back i got a call so sick.
sometimes i just wish i had never picked
he coughed real hard and said to come over quick
i tried to ask questions but he was quick to click

i got to his place.
from the stairs the despair was heard
he sat cold and alone in his bed, didn't say a word.
the ice and jewels were now covered in red.
i wonder what else he would have to endure.

He was Posi-tive.
Infected with what we joked about and called it, "HiV"
The doctors said he didn't have much longer to live
Unless he bought the meds and stopped bein Ac-tive

He's got a virus that was spreadin so quickly
day by day hes gettin more and more sickly
he cried to the doctor like "OH please try to fix me!
i was clueless and feelin kinda tipsy!
and i cant even TRY to take a sick leave!
cause if i dont work then they gonna evict me!"

pause.

My friend. My buddy. He lays on his death bed tonight.
got nothin left in him, but he's still fightin the fight.
frightened by fright, such a frightening fight.
his deeds were wrong but they made him feel so right.
he wont last too long, i doubt that he might

i pray to God, but his answers are known.
i try not to mourn, cause my friend's finally returnin home

i would tell you his name, but you already know him too
he's your best friend, he does what you do.
the syllables in his name, three minus two.
Y.
O.
U.
My friend is YOU.

- SaintSoulja