Home To Me

Memories have a way of
Letting things seem like they were better
And everything seems bad
But baby, you're home to me
And I'm telling you, you won't believe
What we got in store

Visions on the board, they get reanimated
I'm sitting on the porch
A cup of brown liquor in my hand
Hit the store, the snack game poppin
The back pain was probably from the weight of the world
Had to trade the problems with meditation
Dedication to the art of self-love
And I always see the lovely
In the broken in the ugly
Open up the bubbly
Open up the window, let the stress out, let the love in
On cloud nine, what was buggin' me
Is down there, I'm above it
Rollin' up, I'm puffin
We was hungry, now we gettin all the trimmings, all the stuffin'
What up?

Memories have a way of
Letting things seem like they were better
And everything seems bad
But baby, you're home to me
And I'm telling you, you won't believe
What we got in store

In the kitchen with a board
With the platter different sorts
Of little bits to nibble on
I scribble on the script of life
Direct it get your wiggle on
Gettin' comfortable in my skin
So I can sit alone naked
I got something you can dribble on
Wrote this simple song to chase away the blues
I hope you kinda sing along
Happiness don't make the news
Bring along your hopes and dreams

Memories have a way of
Letting things seem like they were better
And everything seems bad
But baby, you're home to me
And I'm telling you, you won't believe
What we got in store

Visions on the board, they get reanimated
What was once a corpse
Is out here dancin' naked
I'm cookin' up something dope
I'm in the kitchen bakin

Memories have a way of
Letting things seem like they were better
And everything seems bad
But baby, you're home to me
And I'm telling you, you won't believe
What we got in store