problem with prophecy

[Buddah MAC]

as the sky falls below me, I stand resolute
in my all black kicks and charcoal suit
put all the screams underneath on mute
with all the detours on my route
don't know if I lost you or the path dissipated
but I'm standing as the lone soul that made it
and the fires below color fate not evaded
gonna be centuries 'fore survivors guilt abated
I waited too, held breath for you to join me
died and came back to discover I'm destined lonely
homie, how long can I scream it in your ear
'til the sound drowns to deafness 'fore you ever even hear
"I told you so's" don't hold solace in the future we facing
now I'd have rather walked with you toward the impact bracing
hand tracing the once was over the wasteland
finger stirs the ash, what can I say son?
done, defeated, ask forgiveness for the attempt
cheat the future and from future you're exempt
accent to armageddon, afterthought to endtimes
left to curse the day I stopped and saw the signs
and couldn't convince the rest of yall to view too
maybe shoulda laid back and react like 'who knew?'
but in ducking the blow, I watched the crowd crumble
one awful ****ing way to catch a humble