This is a song about "All alone again"

Otherwise you'll still be here typing all alone

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Little latasha sho' grown

In my house i'm all alone

So alone on this road again, until the end of time.

My world a little darker, like a fuckin' tan line

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

U go along on ur own but nigga your walkin all alone

A fuckin' sausage fest will them shaky niggas get married then

Chorus 1: i've finally come to my senses all over again,

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

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

Alone again in a broken home, but only the weak cry

Don’t know which one i’ma drive, fuck it, i’m just gone fly

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Who sittin' in their rooms, probably feelin' all alone,