This is a song about "Alone with my thoughts"

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

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

I tried to convince them but those guys are dull, they just kicked their minds outta their skull.

Then there's me, alone, sick an sinful, about to show the world my ripple with this pistol

I date a white girl soundin' black on the phone

And i'm all alone, don't fuck with me in my zone,

Is going to pay / on that day ill react with zero thoughts on my brain/ bloody

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue

And i found my sweet escape when i was alone with you

Trying to get my thoughts gathered,

My shirt, purple label my shirt

Help me pay my little rent, maybe sit in a benz

Advice and scribble my thoughts with grey pens

All you smokers reggie i'm in the telley making a bunch of noise

Approaching my thoughts with a closed mind would be your own damn choice