You see the date on the title that's when my albums dropping And I'm calling it home Only had one option Only had one problem If I'm coming home I'm facing nonsense I was made for talking my way out of precautions Cautionary tale Planned to put this out before I failed But times pass and people forget you even here My rap songs make sure my old friends live long Cause their days stopped ticking And those funerals were different On the next six songs that I deliver please listen The Eve before home because I never liked Christmas When Lisa passed I lived with my thoughts for a month Christmas came I was alone and Khanya got me out the mud At the park conversations all we got while here is love So when she passed too I got a sour taste Dedicate this album about our time and when it's done Next year on the day of many 2's my album comes