ABOOD - pathetic son Lyrics

That dude called me like, "I want outta this"
But that's too bad 'cause there's no outta this
Now this other dude sendin' shots without no clips
But this guy too blind to see the empty threats
Now I'm stuck in between tryin' to help this dude
Talkin' to me like, "Please try to be in my shoes"
Tellin' me, "Please do what you really gotta do"
Now I'm textin' the other dude, gotta deal with bad mood
It's the money that we're talkin' 'bout
Too afraid now, he tryin' to find his way out
So he callin' my phone for the way out
So I put both of 'em in a café so they can talk their shit out
But that could go wrong, that could be bad
He could get played and get jumped from the back
I'm helpin' this dude, I can't let it go bad
So I sent him to the café with my eye on his back
Other dude ain't shit-drug addict, alcoholic
Party all day, f*ck the academic
Feel bad for his parents, son turned pathetic
I don't blame him 'cause back home he didn't get accepted
Now he tryin' to fit in with the other dudes
Spendin' his money on some drugs, but not food
Now stomach rumblin', can't pay the rent too
Now the threats are backfiring-you know that he's screwed
Bro is fallin', his girl left him too
Sittin' in his place, thinkin' what he gotta do
Not gonna lie, I kinda feel bad for the dude
I'm just prayin' to God that he finds his way through
'Cause if not, then he's prolly doomed
'Cause by now there's prolly nothin' that he didn't do
He don't know me, but I know who is who
I just hope that God changes his view-all for good