[Verse 1]
It's Christmas and my heart keep throbbing
This feeling in my chest is a problem
Im a mess, i'm depressed, I'm wobbling
My uncle sent me a text he ain't calling
He just asked what i'm doing in the morning
(I text back)
Ima roll thru in the morning
(He text back)
He got work later on and
He ain't even sure if he won't me rolling
Cuz he a mess around people heartbroken
Cuz his wife just pa**ed and time going
Just a lil to slow for the old man and
He ain't even old man
He 50 54 53
I don't really know but he probably on his knees
Yelling at the sky hands up like please
Help me find a tiny little bit of peace
He was never ready to mouth R.I.P
I was never ready to mouth R.I.P
We was never ready to mouth R.I.P
So for me its rest in roses Auntie
And now he in the house home alone in the sheets
My Auntie used to lay in the bed so neat
But now he left all to himself
Cuz he much rather be alone in his home thats not home anymo'
Probably getting turnt off his a** in the morn'
Probably popping all of the wine in the morn'
Might get too drunk then hop in the Volvo
Start swerving through the city going fast thinking slow-mo
[Chorus]
I hope that this is just a scenario
But d**h can get real real scary tho
I hope that this is just a scenario
But d**h can get real real scary bro
[Verse 2]
Cancer is a b**h got a young n***a pissed
I ain't shed one tear when I got that text
And when I called right away off sheer reflex
All I could say is "everything okay?"
Still crazy saying that my Auntie pa**ed
Gotta do what she asked
Remember her for the past
Forget about the cancer, just remember the past
Like the first Christmas that we had
Back when things weren't really that, bad
I asked for a keyboard to try and make beats
It got put in storage last year I looked for it
But i'll never forget that look I seen
She was sitting down right in front of me
Eyes dead center focused on my scene
I looked up for a second couldn't make one beat
She laughed and she smiled said it's okay
You got a future on you you'll have your day
My uncle real strong lot of love in his chest
So when I ask how he doing
Course he say his best
Can't hear it in his voice so I gotta go see him
But I got work in the morning so I know I can't see him
If I skip work then I'm skipping on cash
And I don't want to be the dealer doing that pa**
I'd rather be the man that a son want to be
I'd rather be the man thats heard in the streets
I'd rather be that n***a that k** any beat
I'd rather be the boy that they call Lucky Meech
So 2016 when my mixtape drop
Ima need any and everyone to help me plot
Lost In Traslation LIT coming real soon
I hope you f** with it cuz it's time to make moves
Merry Christmas
[Outro]
Merry Christmas(x7)