This is a song about "What if i never oick up the phone"

But the pain of what happened i could never fully kill.

To make karma come faster than she normally will

And i got mad love to give

Never quite know what might happen if

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

I don't even talk to them on the phone again

Back the fuck up if youve never had shattered dreams

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Soon as i come home

So i always use a phone

So just pocket your phone, i don't even care if you smash it, just turn it off.

Jacking off to buffering vids of asher roth eating apple sauce

All the shit that his dealing on his own, if only he had a friend to phone

But oh i can’t stay away, not never, your my home, home, home