I call it prefect, when it's not just a prefectYo, yoI'm in my zone, I'm really in the zoneThis place is full of plastic fakes, I call them siliconeCone, yeah, and I think I miss my homeI think they kinda miss me too, but their love is rarely shownNo, cause I ain't talking bout my familyTalking bout some real friends that used to stand beside meThey think I'm a millionaire, they whisper words behind meLoyal ones are still here, so I respect them highlyThey know I'm in the game, and I know I top the chartsI need them all to feel my pain, this is the part I can't explainIndustry, twisted, it's a complicated businessTrying to bring in friends, it's easier said than done, believe thisIt's either this or that, the top is a lonely placeThe hood, the roads ain't safe, the writing's there in white and blackAnd this is what I dreamt about, but in a dream I weren't aloneThe stars are home, it's a Catch-22I call it Catch-22This is Catch-22This is Catch-22