I sit back and sip this on this champagne
Wondering why my friend Dwayne
Could not restrain
Shooting that cane into his veins
I use to ask him to explain
What was meant to be gained
The only answer I received was the fast lane
We fought everyday because I was trying to change his brain
From being addicted to this new kind of acid rain
But he could not drain
The demon of the oil stain
Because he was addicted to more then one thing
Now me and his family feel nothing but pain
No longer with us we have to maintain
Even though he broke our closed chain
Life moves on and I still feel the pain