I press home on my phone, but you ain't coming home, no. Call back call back call back call back call back. I press home on my iPhone but yo ain't coming home, guess I gotta fall back fall back fall back fall back fall back yeah
Fall back September again time to get high with my friends, momma I'm sorry I've been sufferin inside and it's been the worst thing for me. What to do each day each morning? Feel precious smoke sessions only smoking the bestest, extra extra bitch read all about it, and if you front on me you Gona be hearing about it, clearing packs like mountain goats pouting at auschwitz. Over heads while falling back to the ground shit thinking how'd I get this high by only clowning
