Vincent, The Owl - I SPOKE TO XXXTENTACION IN MIAMI, I SAID EVERYTHING WOULD BE FINE lyrics

[Verse 1] IN and out of bars like a prison, i swear alcoholism be a sentence, and BAR tabs seem to be the bail, f** up the NEXT day back in my cell, texts be my MAIL, "i wish you'd come home soon", send one BACK like "i really hope, too", no shoes WALKING to the closest gross food so i soak up all the BOOZE cuz i gotta go to work soon, full of BULLIETS and the shots be the rounds WATCH cuz the cops be around, tryna stay a WHILE if the posse is down then hit up every SPOT cheap in town, ming thow DUDES like, "boozin' be the only thing they do right?" .sh**, it's the only thing they do right BUD be the only thing we do lite, far as d**? BUD be the only thing we do light .Meth ain't a drug right? neither's CRACK right? this beer bottle, beer bottle, beer BOTTLE be my crack pipe,, dad left can't ACT right, background music bagpipes BRAIN texture same texture sorbet, get in TROUBLE cuz i'm poor made,, it's like i'm CALLING up my spanish friend George they way i tell a f**ing "who*e hey!", then catch a motherf**in' court case [Chorus] ...train last night I SWEAR I saw my father on the train last night I SWEAR I saw my father on the train last night I SWEAR I saw my father on the train last night [Verse 2] I SWEAR I saw my father on the train last night .it was just my reflection, told my MOM and she told me that I must of been a mess then .they said mothers know best, no question ."Vinny went over his limit, not that again .only good he had his pad and pen," promise I'll STOP rapping sad sh** when sad sh** stops HappeNING til then Jameson bottle up in my jacket then .where's the wine tastings? at my pace it's FINE straight to Amy Wine face like I'm tryn' race them .no dad, note pad full of time wasted .wasted times with my great friends, toe tags be JEWELRY, then handcuffs be fine bracelets, rope GAGS 'round our throats be our fashion statements, so SAD that our generation idolizes pa**ing AWAY so much that we tryn' take it, tryn' SPEED up the process, sick and tired of getting BEAT up and beat up, you smile less, feel like SCHOOL be a pee-on-ya contest, students and TEACHERS all be on the nonsense, 'til ONE day you wonder what's beyond this, sh** it's GOTTA be easier than all this, I'll be SEVENTEEN thee end of August, no one cares NO one even wants to be my prom guest, guess I'll just DIE,,, but back to my RIDE, man there was something familiar in his EYES 'cuz they looked like mine, and everytime they MET we'd just look to the side [Chorus] I SWEAR I saw my father on the train last night I SWEAR I saw my father on the train last night I SWEAR I saw my father on the train last night I SWEAR I saw my father on the train last night