This is a song about "A lonely person"

But i be like for real, just pick up that phone

A lonely king, no queen to occupy his throne

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

Takin' shots of poon juice to the head for a cheap thrill

Is when a person has a artistic skill

Thats why we're always goin and we don't gotta go with them

Discerning between a sermon and the life of a real person

Such a lonely boy, who brought a small town so much fame.

Get the heat ready then i give them that flame

But hey i'm not a person

Had to wear the 13's with them

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Use to always be shy not a people person

Dub a.l.e., still a son of a gun

You're a faggot person that's for certain