This is a song about "Kiss me thru the phone"

I remember the phone call to my house my mom kicking me out,

But it don't feel half as good as grandma saying she's proud

There ain't no way to kiss me goodbye

That's the window into the sky

You can take the train thru my vein,

Who feel 9 to 5, seeing me again

Thats kool-aid, moutain dew, and cris on you

But they dont even know what the hell i been thru

Busting off, tryna touch the sky

You can kiss the world goodbye

Make me wanna write my own little song for you

Cuz all i do is pull up in the drive thru

Late night to the early morn, i been such a rolling stone

The bitch is back at her house sitting by the phone