February 23rd, 2013.. I should've been dead After that bottle to the head All I heard was BANG! Blood dripping, had me red.. I didnt even know, I was putting on my shoes.. Until my forehead broke the bottle, Thats when I knew... Wtf was that!? I just went into shock.. Tackled the person who hit me, While my son watched.. I was supposed to just have a drink and grieve, But I got too sauced.. I walked around town leaving a trail of blood Like I was lost.. 12 hours later, I went to see a doctor, and he stated.. That I was lucky to be alive and intoxicated.. Because if I wasn't, I wouldn't have survived the impact.. My skull was exposed the size of a nickel, But still intact.. He said that I was lucky to see him, Otherwise I'd die from infection.. My best friend died earlier that month, He must've been my protection.. Cause I remember sitting down, And feeling like I wanted to sleep.. I felt weak, that was before I got up Grabbed a blanket and walked the streets.. I was supposed to be had it, But the creator planned it.. He wanted me to feel the pain, So I can understand it.. Its been years later, And my memories still never faded.. The last time I seen you wasn't the best, But its also my favorite.. I looked at you with concern, You told me that you were straight.. A couple days later, The creator tested my faith.. You were my best friend, 13 years later, still no replacement.. My hearts not home, Its, locked in the basement.. I dont have a lot of friends, I just know a lot of people.. I stopped labeling them best, And started treating them equal.. Alotta people want to see me fail, see me fall Locked behind walls, yeah they want to see it all Alotta people love to say this, and say that But no matter what it is, its always behind my back Alotta people wanna see me dead, see me gone But I'm a muthafuckin Ryder, I'll forever live on Alotta people love to spread rumors, and tell lies When they should mind their own business, and get with real life
