22

I just turned 22 last month, it still ain't adding up

I got your pictures on my wall, it still ain't adding up

I got your jersey in the fall, it still ain't adding up

I got this whole collection, whole selection isn't adding up

Like why I got this memorabilia of you on my nightstand

Why sometimes I call my mom, can tell that she been crying

Why sometimes my nephew ask me why is daddy flying

Why sometimes somebody ask me, I can't help but get to writing

Down emotions, no controlling what's been brewing on the inside

Been sending you my messages with hopes that you would reply