Home Is…

Home is…

Home is where they hit me
Called me names that fit me, well
Home was hell
but it’s just as well
because I’m coming home
to get ya
I’m coming home

Don’t you remember
the third week of September
when ya egged my house
and called me out
and ya cut me down in front of your whole crowd
How long will it take ya
to figure it out
that I’m coming home
to get ya
I’m coming home

Well, people let me tell ya but my best friend
he hit me with a rock and started a trend

I said that…
Home
is where the kids were
who knocked me down the sewer
but the shit backs up
and the pipe’s erupt
and then you’re up to your eyes in the dirty stuff
Just holler “uncle” when enough’s enough
You can holler “uncle” when enough’s enough
Yeah
You can holler “uncle” can’t ya?
You remember how to holler “uncle” don’t ya?
Just holler “uncle” when enough’s enough
because I’m coming home
to get ya
I’m coming home…