September 9

This is for my family
this is for my friends
this is for the sins
I've committed against better judgement
this is for my future
this is for my past
this is for Danny Fine
who passed by his own hands
I collapse under the pressure
and forget my endeavors
to realize no one will ever
write a more meaningful lecture
this is for those
who turned up their nose
and said my flows wouldn't go
into a recording studio
I dreamed
I was married
and had three
little me's
but the theme
of the peice
is nothings as it seems
in your dreams