[Intro]
This call is being recorded
KEWLBOYZ

[Verse]
Made so many songs about you, because I really miss you
Vending card of spice, got me twisting up the tissue
Really did me ice, you was fucking up my mental
Demons in my temple, golds in my dental
I just want them permanent, you ain't never hurt like this
My mom said this a lesson, told my momma, "I ain't learning shit"
I think it get worse than this, matter of fact, I know it do
All this shit that happened, wish I didn't get so close to you
And if these walls could talk, they would tell you this shit permanent
They'd tеll you they my best friend, that thеy won't ever leave me
I could never leave them, even if I wanted to
In a fucked up way, these walls kind of remind me of you

[Chorus]
But they a little more permanent, a lot more stable
These walls smell like smoke, you smell like vanilla maple
I'm not going home soon, might never get to hold you
Everybody folded on me, hope that you don't fold too
But they a little more permanent, a lot more stable
These walls smell like smoke, you smell like vanilla maple
I'm not going home soon, might never get to hold you
Everybody folded on me, hope that you don't fold too