And I woke up on my cousin`s floor,
We were up with Bacardi,
Put some shoes on and walked to school,
I was two hours tardy.
My classes are boring,
Especially sober,
I hate school,
I wish it was over, was over.
Met him up at Cooley Lake,
The fire was just dying.
Made some more woods and put them on,
Then I tried to start crying.
Then after the last dance,
He gave a champ beating,
He left town,
The other guy laid there, just bleeding.
It was the boy from Navajoland,
But he don`t need to know,
Everything will be alright,
If I can get up the hill,
The little homie,
In my tummy,
Is down for whatever,
I wanna go to the party,
I wanna stay there forever.
Spent a week at my Auntie`s house,
Where the water was running,
Uncle Ronnie got G`d out,
He screamed the soldiers are coming.
We found him the next day,
Near the casino,
All beat up in the back of some white guy`s El Camino.
Drove around in Alfred`s Impala,
We fucked by the river,
He said, "Your belly`s gettin big."
I said, "Your belly`s still bigger."
She came two months early,
Four pounds and shitty,
I loved her sure,
But I wished she was pretty,
Was pretty.
It was the boy from Navajoland . . . .
But he don`t need to know,
Everything will be alright,
If I can get up the hill,
The little homie,
In my tummy,
Is down for whatever,
I wanna go to the party,
I wanna stay there forever.
Scored two thirty-packs of
Natural Ice,
Late last evening,
Musta blacked out,
When I woke up,
She wasn`t breathing.
