Anthony, if you can hear me
I hope that you are better
Now that the worst of things
Came knocking upon your door
His face was like real estate
Intending to mold your fate
He got what he came for
Making out in the 6th grade
You were so ahead of your time
I didn't bother to make out
Till I was f*cking 99
In the gymnasium
Befriending the big girls,
Letting the white boys
Join in the freestyle
Alright, Alright
Goodnight, goodnight
Alright, Alright goodnight
Now that you're number one
Get down on your
Graveyard knees
Cut loose from this
Newburgh scene
Return to the fragrant trees
No animal vacancy
No cheap mediocrity
No evidence in the sky
No eyes to see me cry
Goodnight