Days of Future Past

[Intro]
Yo...

[Verse 1: Mr Muthafuckin eXquire]
I left your number in my old phone
*67, hope nobody's home
But just my dumb luck
Forth ring you picked up
Now my new mind [?]
With my old soul
Damn, they tell me that you were mad at me
Cause I eradicated you so radically
What happened to our promise
Just the thought makes me vomit
[?] kneel down and try to pick
The truth out it
Freedoms and illusion
The free are usually dumb
Thats why we sell our soul
For the things that we become
A lawyer, a rapper, a doctor
A actor, a basketball player
Or a gangsta hustling backwoods
Chilling, sitting on about half a million
With all my niggas
All my guns
All my women
Next two years, I should see about a billion
All for the love of passion (all for the love of passion)
My young bitch got good dick
Confused with love
My old bitch my old bitch
So fuck what she does
2012 be the year that everything got bugged
I got a record deal then I lost faith in God
Coincidentally, I lost faith in us
That explains why niggas all complain so much
Jealousy, I think my niggas hearing me down
When I swallowed all them pills
Niggas wasn't around
I was in the tub hearing silence of sound
Cardiac arrest, so I probly would drown
[?]

[Outro]
Never blamed another for my own pain
Never followed niggas made my own lane
(Never did I ever think I came up
(Never thought this game would ever change us
(Days of future past, like [?])