This is a song about "Being strong in this cold world alone"

Im lost in this world a masterless slave

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

This crooked n' possessed world we living in

A lot of women is real, some bitches robin given

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Cold-blooded, sly notoriety, being dishonored,

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

In this world of life i call poker,

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Alone in the world with no fear of dying

He's alone in this uphill climb (like miley)

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Not much shit in this world to amuse

When they hear me rocking the groove

I'm stunting, got em sick to their stomach

Yeah this world is cold but with this drug,