let me in, let me go

Get that Bag Getro
Comin for the NextLane
I got way too many
Fooking holes in the wall
Because my brain dead dad
Sat dead in the
Dead in the fall
(Brain dead dad sat
Dead in the, dead in the)
Had an epiphany
I bought her Tiffany
She think that she like diamonds
Showed her diamond rings
Fooked up myself on pills
Dont call my cellphone please
Unless its 9-11, and an emergency
Tell me what she gon do with me now
I miss those days
When we would fool around
Stay up aloud by the phone
Let me in, Let me go
I do not know how to love
But if you could show me the road
Yeah, the high school days
Theyre dead and gone
I got a new bad biatch
That I dont want
It sucks that I got
Way too many fooking holes
In the wall
Because my brain dead dad
Sat dead in the fall
You know that were not
Better off when were alone
(She said that she dont want it)
If you cant hop on a plane
Then Im running, Im running
Swear to god that Im running
Had an epiphany
I bought her Tiffany
She think that she like diamonds
Showed her diamond rings
Fooked up myself on pills
Dont call my cellphone please
Unless its 911, and an emergency
Tell me what she gon do with me now
I miss those days
When we would fool around
Casue all I am is yours
But you dont have the time for me