This is a song about "All alone"

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

A couple classes later the little kid is still all alone

This is the shit that is makin' me cynical

He's all alone so he doesn't have to play second fiddle,

And once he's gone, the nasty realization that i'm all alone.

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

James got home all alone with a bottle of patron.

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

And i don't like walking all alone,

Playing with fire is a danger zone

The room around me makes me feel all alone

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

In my house i'm all alone

That he dont even own