This is a song about "Being in my room"

Behind bars i sit, in my room i sit

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

Butterfly bow tie, made my mark like the craters on the moon

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

In a room full of people so much is being said,

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

I summed it up in a verse my kelly rowland's waiting

In my room thinking why are haters are hating

I never fit in with them light skins

I sit in my room and curse the heavens

And take him to a place that i'm sure we all can blow up, boom

My mind's in a coming time, my body's in this stuffy room