Text Me When You Get Home

You pulled up on me I was solo, no homie Phone was dead, you tried to tell me Was staying remote, no cable, no telly My mind was elsewhere Got me frozen like Elsa Had to play ball, no Pacer Turn the other cheek, I can't face her Just one line, like a pager Tell me again, as I race it Tomorrow, might not make it If you do, we kick it, so just lace it So pour me another, love to your mother Something, something, couple of distant lovers They be telling when we under covers If you take another, I'll be helping lower six feet under Please don't do it, you know I love ya I'm tryna be that brave, so I put my trust in ya Had the strongest signs but still we'll roam Truth is I hate to be alone, text me when you get home I got you, its my choice, I know you I told you at least a million times, we're eating that soul food Not to put ones foot in their mouth Public embarrassment, cop out For the cowards who flock now So we take flight, crying at night I wish I could talk to you Guess some have to leave early We need a landing so, don't call me Shirley Unapologetically yourself, purely She's loves you still, but she can only call me Can't pretend like you didn't set the bar, G You inspired me, you're regarded highly Stopped smoking, no longer holds us tightly Need a re-boot, windows with the blue screen Been a while since I slept, I need a new dream I hid this well, safe to say I had a good team No 'I' but it spells mate, you'll see So conflicted, remember you saying It's not just women, some men are bitches So true, I miss realism This mental anguish is also a prison Don't chase numbers, it'll catch you Wont make you happy, heard you rhyming, over a trap beat Drop that poetry, it'll make homies cry Those fake boys all tryna get verified Fast forward, no one took you out the group chat I hope you know that, one of them even got your name tatt' You took a group and made a crew Now none of these messages have a tick coloured blue We're dogs 'til we're bones Just.. text me when you get home