Brother In My Phone

We used to trade cards in the back of the class

Now we trade memes when the day go bad

You were there when my dad packed bags

Sat on the curb, said, “You can crash at my pad”

You know my middle name, my worst mistakes

Heard every voicemail my ex might make

We laugh ’bout it later eating cold pancakes

You say, “You’re still great,” when my hands still shake

You my friend, you my brother, you my home

Whole world heavy but you pick up the phone

If I fall, you the net, you the floor, you the throne

Blood or not, you my brother in my phone (yeah)

You my friend, you my brother, you my home

Walk through the fire, through the storm, through the cold

If I’m lost, you the map, you the light on the road

Blood or not, you my brother in my soul (hey)

Remember that night, cops flashed those lights

We were just kids on our busted bikes

You talked real calm, said “We’re alright”

Took all the blame when they searched my stripes

You seen me broke, seen me act real proud

Heard me too loud, then helped calm me down

You the one face I can find in a crowd

If my mind too dark, you still hang around

You my friend, you my brother, you my home

Whole world heavy but you pick up the phone

If I fall, you the net, you the floor, you the throne

Blood or not, you my brother in my phone (yeah)

You my friend, you my brother, you my home

Walk through the fire, through the storm, through the cold

If I’m lost, you the map, you the light on the road

Blood or not, you my brother in my soul (my bro)