Lyrics: Every night I dream about a phantom, And wonder how’d it get him, The chase is never ending, Or so I thought it crept on him when he thought he winning, But now his heart descending, He went and put pin in, Or so he thought He getting cold feet Talking bout the ones who say he owe me Integrating betterment he said it gon’ control me, Nose deep Into waters deeper than Ginóbili, Drowning out the sounds of criticism from his homies, Swear he gonna be the only one to turn his life around Because he thinking everybody else already found their ground Held it down at least he tried his best to keep his daughter ‘round But now he contemplating on his life regrets are bigger now Big drops falling off listen to his monologue I think we gotta keep an eye on him before he signing off You can hear the downfall through the voices in his catalogue Working on his eulogy for when he really gone Saying oh oh oh I’m a beggar for it I’m the who worries most on how I can’t afford it I didn’t travel all this way just for the answer shorted Please don’t tell me what to do I need to find my own ressourcement Oh oh oh, I’m on canon for it Putting my name in the dirt so you feel euphoric I never thought that this would be apart of our story Reconciliation between love and having order