This is a song about "Being left out but later accepted"

My d & p frizest, they haven't seen the streets yet

Streched, skin pulled out, it's limits being met, but don't fret

Satan helped me and you were screaming, but later, i was weaken

And thinkin 'bout it, i'm goin and gettin another one

A bunch of fucking wolves and rats having niggers the size of shaq

Let's head home, being left alone got old, just want the days from way back

Thinking it'd be for the best, but later that day,

104, that mlk, know i gotta be landover out the way

It's not thanksgiving but only two days later

Raquel treat me like my father like a fucking stranger

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

There you feel left out cause no one

Via niggas rep spreading speeches through the city

Running out of patience, but being patients the key