Текст песни
Pour one for the homie. I think tonight I'm gonna black out and shed a tear for you.
it's the only way I can
Told my dad i'm sorry I stopped calling up Jesus cause He never answers anyway at least not for me
Left a dozen roses.
The kind you never liked
Told my sister we should see you on Christmas and she cried
I hope you never hear this because you’re happy somewhere else. in your perfect heaven while im looking up from hell