R.U.I.N. - The 3 Rs lyrics

(Verse 1) Eh Jax/ Where you gone to, Ajax? / To escape from Toronto, the awful caldron of your problems? / To quote Joe Budden Bars/ we may have come apart/ But the rule is still John Q, son can have my heart/ Listen bro, I know exactly what suicidal means now/ Cause I've been through the drama, and seen down that street now/ Boulevards of Broken dreams, Avenues of ‘Ain't Mad at You'/ Which of us deserves the blame, don't know exactly who/ Man, is that even important? / How to extort it? / But I'm ain't saying our friendship can ever be restored kid/ But no lie, I was riding the Subway, and saw a status/ Thought you committed suicide, and I was mad as/ f**! Cause I blamed myself, had a manic panic attack/ Now on pills for anxiety, don't know how to relax/ But if Nature calls violently, when you gotta take a piss/ Maybe God calls, when your friend decides to give a sh**/ Are you alive? (Interlude) Repercussion, Regret, Repentance (Verse 2) Yo here's how bullies are made/ when they were kids they/ Were picked on/ then became big dogs/ then were sicked on/ Other little kids, yeah yeah we know this sh**'s wrong/ It's why I wrote the words to the beat of this song/ Yo picture me as a little fat white child/ with a basketball swag style/ Bullied by the 8th graders, no more smile/ So I found this little skinny white kid, named Max/ That I could bully back/ to a**ert my dominance like a fact/ We were in middle school, obsessed with and messed with the girls/ But Max was obsessed with squirrels, no lying, yup! with the squirrels/ No no no, not s**ually man/ But I guess we always fear that which we don't understand/ But Max, did make all these really cool clay figurines/ Of superheroes like Superman, the Hulk and Wolverine/ I really wanted one of these things/ so I just asked him ‘Could I please have one?' / and he said, ‘Yeah yeah no prob man, done' / But the months went by, and it wasn't out of the oven/ I started to intimidate with mean stares and punching/ When we were small, gotta show ourselves bigger than we was/ Its what drives all the Governments and Gangs to draw deep blood/ Ripples in the pound, are an ominous omen/ Of the tsunamis coming cause of things we did or were spoken/ It haunts me and I wish I could take some things back/ The last time I heard of Max/ he was smoking crack/