This is a song about "Being in my room"

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

Made some moves, now i'm known to spit december in june

One to keep in my room chained up and crippled.

About disaster in the world and

I don't care what it did to them

Monday in my room again

Only to awake in my room feeling gloom cause it wasn't real

Let us prayheavenly father, hear a nigga down here

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

See i was in my room, on my old xbox.

She ain't tryna go low, go head home

Sit here on my phone in my room all alone

Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma

I make music for a reason, didn't vote obama

In my room thinking why are haters are hating

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string