This is a song about "Being a loner"

Reigns, of being a husband and a dad.

Hit your block with a glock, blog that

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Pay attention to the guy with no attention cause he'll be a starker or a loner

It ain't no hope for the future

Too afraid of being a loser

I used to be a loner that never saw the reality

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

It's like being in a breadbox, but only being a crumb

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

To being a being and beating the back roads and being #it

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Or was i just a desolate being

Fumble or you crumble, get murked on the humble

Being a white knight ain't acceptable