Grandma's Kitchen

[Refrain] I ain't got no phone, no, no home No place where we can go and be alone No hotel though, no motel, she said "Hell no" And left me with my microphone [Verse 1] But now, I'm in my zone, ditched my cell phone Fell back in my pad like, "Damn, it feels good to be home" Blowing off life Getting cash to perform poems Pouring out my soul Every night for 'em, sippin' on Patrón, no ice Leaning like I'm throwin' dice Flowing like this open microphone I told them if you didn't hate him so much His girl probably wouldn't want to bone him But oh well, she rolling I told her— [Chorus] I said, I live behind my grandma's kitchen I told her she can meet me there (Yeah) I say, before we get to touching and kissing (Kissing) I got to make a few things clear [Refrain] I ain't got no phone, no, no home No place where we can go and be alone No hotel though, no motel, she said "Hell no" And left me with my microphone [Verse 2] But I was in the wrong, it's not like I was grown But how can I be faithful, when I didn't have a place to lay my dome? I was coming from my homegirl's home Showing up to your crib, tryna crash 'til the morn' Drop you off at work, used her car for you Said it was all for her, after I offered you all of me Pardon me, darling, my karma's all fucked So if you ever wonder why I couldn't call you up It was simply because— [Chorus] I said, I live behind my grandma's kitchen I told her she can meet me there (Yeah) I said, I wish we had a car we could dip in But I got a couple bucks for your bus fare