This is a song about "Dont wanna be a lone"

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Following god, i’m stressed, i feel like i’m a lone soldier,

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Disconnecting from ya neck i really dont wanna be heading

And i dont even wanna discuss

But you hate them navel kisses

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Girls dont wanna be near you like a teenager with chores

A legend out here, and i'm ending careers by the end of my year

Maybe i dont wanna write all the lyrics now and be lazy cmon amir

I dont wanna hear people yell i dont wanna meddle

I’m attentive my opinion is monumental

It is to be a lone gun/

Top ranked, number one my son

I don’t know why…hey, wait a minute motherfucker

I wanna be a bigger better beat buster