This is a song about "Alone with my thoughts"

Playin with fire is a danger zone

In my house i'm all alone

Everyday i'm getting paranoid of my own thoughts,

My father was missing, war lord oliver north

And i find my sweet escape when i’m alone with you

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

They rap they're ass off and don't nobody like their songs

Under performing i'm under #performance, losing my thoughts/

Yeah this the illest bitch alive, i love her freaky side

I just learned how to wright,with my right,thoughts each and every night,

'cause i'm just a broad who bounces off the wall with my thoughts.

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

I'm alone with this homegrown desire inside my soul,

I'm trynna get you off like a fucking loophole

I get to the point with my rap plots 'n' i'll toy with this fags thoughts

Ima bosscall me ah a skinny rick rossflyer than a sworm of moths