Lyrics Txt me when u get home - Greaseball

I saw you on the 10 o'clock news
I was buggin
Buggin'
Me and big sis baby daddy, Rod
We just tell 'em he's my cousin
He ain't
And we were just mobbin' through the days again

We'd deal caution, I would ponder where your face had been
Ever since we lost it
We were never so graceful
I dropped the wine coolers on the floor, feeling shameful
Couldn't even walk back in the store

To be honest, your absence has no filler
I'd rather see you gone than to have you be a killer dog
I miss the best old days
I missed my teacher, called her mom
In the second grade, I came home
We were robbed, I missed Nintendo games
And nowadays, I can't remember my cousin Tesha's name
Without thinking

Why's it all gone again
Why's it all gone again

Text me when you make it back home
Won't you text me when you make it back home
Okay

Text me when you make it back home
I said, text me when you make it back home
Safe

Tryin' to find my way to get home
Since I lost the first place I called home
Baby, I was vexed like a motherfucker
Mona Lisa, teach the Wu-Tang da-dang
Protect ya neck like a motherfucker
Still ain't got it tatted, but I might though
You ain't bout to catch me at the night show
I might go, tryin' to make the RZA sign my vinyl
It's unsigned though
The 36th chamber of my heart been broke
No more beef, no more greens, no more artichokes
I think the bouncer learned the ways in the art of choke
So if you can't protect your neck
Just maybe guard your throat
And say, why

Why's it all gone again
Why's it all gone again
And where'd I go wrong again
Where'd I go wrong again

Text me when you make it back home
Won't you let me know you made it back home
Safe
Text me when you make it back home
Won't you let me know you made it back home

Okay