Have you ever felt distant/
From who you hold in your heart, getting older and your growing apart/
Some would label it maturity,
While that isnt totally false/
I just don't think that it's the only cause/
Think about how frequently you and your homie would talk/
Went from every week, down to month, slowly it stops/
Staying connected gets harder, priorities change/
But if it really is your homie you should know ‘em the same/
People move in new directions, usually progressin/
But ultimately who you know to be is at the essence/
At the core of him, so if you feel that he switched/
Think back ‘cuz its still who he is/
I bet you that you can recall, all of his motives then/
Now just think about your role in them/
All his motives the same, but probably your role in ‘em changed/
Or vice versa, if you feel you both are estranged/
Which explains why you’re in the position your in/
Looking at who you considered your friend, guessing again/
You were never friends, if your ever growing apart/
Though it’s fucked up, you just didn't know him to start/