Like father, Like son

More of a confession than anything, this is a paraphrased conversation.

I pen this with you in mind

For I was once the sparkle in your eye

Now you've grown older, and have so little time

Your friends are now your heroes, so I'm cast aside

The path you now travel,I've traveled before

So long I'd hoped, this mistake you'd ignore

the money comes fast, the euphoria divine

But when the smoke clears, you've left life behind

I saw and done things of which I'm not proud

But in that life, morals aren't allowed

Man it's just weed, I dont need to steal

Don't have that dudes money, see how he feels

Gun barrels and knife points, Oh what a day

your friends just wont matter if they can't pay

How will you feel, when it's either you or them

and you have to see, your friend without a limb

I know you are busy, so I'll make this short

please heed my warning, this mission abort

As long as I walked this path you now roam

I never once, brought my work home

Long now retired, from your vocation of choice

but that doesn't mean they've forgotten my voice

fine by me , if you can't put this on the shelf,

but bring this home again, and I'll kill you myself.