I Go back home for the holiday break.
Money on my mind and what I planned to make.
Ex-girlfriend still wonderin and carin how I'm doin.
Us getting back together I'm not stressin but discretely pursuin.
My dad lectures me "son in school u need to try harder!"
But college requires more devotion and dedication than the Carter.
"I'm holdin you financially responsible for the car now that your home."
But that's not even fair for i drove the car less than some.
I mind as well buy my own car for all it's worth.
They've been treatin me like a baby ever since birth.
You know what I think the house is cursed.
So many hexes, including this one have been dispursed.
From lost phones and mp3 players
To claiming me as one with the betrayers.
From spawned ridiculous rules for no real reason
To ventilation spittin out heat and yet i'm still freezin.
Everytime I go home this I suffer; no easin.
I just want to get back to school so i control the things i do
the things i say, the things i plan, the things i choose, i make the rules.
i can't seclude myself without them having a say
At home i never get my way
How long must this last?
A boring break of which I've been cast.
I don't want to have to go thru wit this
I dont want to have to re-live my past
Guess they think I grew up to fast.