**** Homies fresh to death Shining till his last breath Always looked his best Rockstar jeans and Louis belts But not much else See he was taught to chase labels and look like money But not to chase knowledge people would look at him funny He lived by the streets, did his dirt .... to eat, he didn't even know he'd been beat Didn't realize he'd been tricked the game was fixed this wasn't it Dude was fresh to death Fighting his only ally till his last breath separated by sides of a city that hated them all chasing labels made by people profiting off our downfall We got it all wrong *But buddy was fresh to death though