From the recording Survivor's Guilt
Lyrics
Been hanging with bad guys
Been shooting off gang signs
Been losing those good vibes
Since you met your friend
Fifteen years ago I sat down and said, "What's Up?"
You fell out on the floor
When your mom left the door
The softest, wettest little boy in the class
It's not your fault, now
You couldn't do any better
With no chips to redeem
I guess you have to choose
Been hanging with bad guys
Been shooting off gang signs
Been losing those good vibes
Since you met your friend
I have found a better friend
He's teaching me things
A pseudo man
Then one day, now
I thought I'd try to get to know you and your dreams
Then you carjacked Greg
Carjacked Greg
Carjacked Greg
Carjacked Greg
I remember
Could have gone either way
An angel on one shoulder
And that guy from Illinois saying
Prove, prove it to me
Prove, prove it to me
That you'll do it
Been hanging with bad guys
Been shooting off gang signs
Been losing those good vibes
Since you met your friend
We're not friends on Facebook anymore
It's better for me
It's better for you
Better for me
Better for you