This is a song about "Desolate"

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Or was i just a desolate being

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

My heart races thinking of fading faces in these desolate places.

You and rap are irrelevant i'm destroying rappers till it's desolate.

You say the words that can get me back in focuswhen i was sick as a little kid