haven't been home to sleep
i haven't touched my street
since back about three weeks
i been on road and you know that
don't check my phone you know that
don't check my phone if its your snap
hope that you know where my heads at
please don't hit my phone
i'ma smoke and then i'll go
this pain's more than i can afford
skipping sleep and making tracks
with the window leaking fumes
sorry i couldn't come out
but got to much on my mind now
light jumps all around the room
time moves too fast for me to call out
i don't want you to hear me when i'm like this
i don't know why i'm like this
toxic fumes pouring out my eyelids
from ever feeling like this
haven't been home to sleep
i haven't touched my street
since back about three weeks
i been on road and you know that
don't check my phone you know that
don't check my phone if its your snap
hope that you know where my heads at
please don't hit my phone
i'ma smoke and then i'll go