Songtext von i wonder

Is she fine without him? Does she cry at the castle? Is he gone, is he here? He's a cunt, he's an asshole Is she fine without him? Is her mind in a black hole? Does this night ever end? Are we locked in a capsule? Sorry that we're doomed I guess this is truce Crying at the crib on a Friday afternoon This is how I live spent the day up in my room Made a couple bucks I'ma dip & get some food And maybe get some shoes The max's lookin' smooth The loud pack smacks & my snacks all chewed Teeth all dead cause my sugar hit the root If she don't text back she gon have to get the boot And I'ma get my move on, I ain't even trip Fucked up on a Sunday, Monday's lookin lit Got twenty-eight grams and a bottle of some shit Sip Henny with the boys at the hotel on the 6th I've got plans, baby do not intervene Yeah I wanted this forever, but you decided to leave So I'll rewrite the script, got sagas to complete Try to hit me with: I miss you, like what the fuck you mean From the way that she moves you can tell she's a cyclone And she's back once again it's a hell of a cycle With that look in her eyes, you must tell yourself I know This is only a test and you must remain vital Is she fine without him? Does she cry at the castle? Is he gone, is he here? He's a cunt, he's an asshole