(Hook)
When I think about all my friends
I wonder when does the friendship end
Here's the message I'm trying to send
That someday the beat will end

All the bonds with the people I met
All the thoughts that reside in my head
As I live on when those are dead I know
That someday the beat will end

(Verse 1)
Bum a couple cigarettes from my homies
Got no problem sharing cuz they know me
Precious normal moments feel so OG
But if they left me then I'd feel real lonely

And as I'm ripping drags I reflect on kicking back
To times where the act was living lax
But then the beat changed mise en scene now I ask
Did we follow the right track on our different paths?

I mean, some got a job from college
Some became a dad or mom with callings
But me? I feel like I'm stalling
stuck in the past where we're all freefalling

They say they'll call often but I'm not so sure
Our beat has passed on like it was a brochure
And on it reads that it's time for the Second Act
But the first one felt too quick, it takes me back

To old relationships long since gone
Girlfriends and gentlemen long since gone
The world has settled and brought a new dawn and
It's time that I change and it's time I grew strong

(Hook)
When I think about all my friends
I wonder when does the friendship end
Here's the message I'm trying to send
That someday the beat will end

All the bonds with the people I met
All the thoughts that reside in my head
As I live on when those are dead I know
That someday the beat will end

(Verse 2)
my Life doesn't lack a lesson
But the Second act doesn't act my method
No amount of practice prepped my message
That when a beat plays everything is destined

To end, like your favorite novel
Or a glass of wine when you've saved the bottle
For that special night, uh, one ripe with lust
But eventually that moment too bites the dust

And I'm a fighter cause I wanna try to save days
But no one seems to wanna try to share my wavelengths
So they move on and I'm stuck in the same pain
Bargaining my mind with a buck for a game change

But this is my story, fantasy and dreams
Nothing will change the way that I'm handling the beat
Even when my memories are lost and dimley fleeting
I'm hoping for a present with my chimney sweeping

Where moments like these breed no darkness
Where the beats at ease and I'm free to start with
anything, and spit some words that
help a brother rest and get with the Third act

(Hook)
When I think about all my friends
I wonder when does the friendship end
Here's the message I'm trying to send
That someday the beat will end

All the bonds with the people I met
All the thoughts that reside in my head
As I live on when those are dead I know
That someday the beat will end

(Verse 3)

Glory to the challenge that I've seemed to fought
Up until this point my balance was not on spot I have an
aurora borealis stream of thoughts and
Rewarding my story with some beats is a dream I got

(yeah) Music is the brother with the most soul
Telling me it's fine to open up, don't close so I'll
Lay the track down so the world can watch it spit sound
I can't back out like the girl I've talked shit about

But even the bad ones can have a stage
I've a knack to sample tracks to replace a face
A couple cracked eggs nesting in a dozen
but none of my troubles fade unless I do justice

Some will perpetrate my conflicts
Some will stay and make my life the bomb shit
Some will stray away but let's be honest that
A lotta cats will blast off like Team Rocket (heh)

But I got a hang of the structure
Music's the place where I can say that I fucked her
Music's the place where I can fade all the others and
Music is the place where I place my brothers

(Hook)
When I think about all my friends
I wonder when does the friendship end
Here's the message I'm trying to send
That someday the beat will end

All the bonds with the people I met
All the thoughts that reside in my head
As I live on when those are dead I know
That someday the beat will end