This is a song about "Dye alone"

The j gets smaller, i'm loving my zone

I feel so cold standing alone

As i draw, sketchy cats dye, then gain shade like a color pencil.

I got nothing against them, they got fucking potential

Much fun growin up all alone.

And don't you bring your camera phone

Mami told me son, hold your own

My pen as my sword, i stand alone

I just feel so alone

I'm in tha zone

And it's well known that rell home

But you aren't alone,

Better not walk alone

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

He don't give fuck he's gonna live or dye trying

Flow to my heart, hit the flo' when im dying