This is a song about "Filling lonely ntosh"

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Now im killin myself slowely, and lonely,

I'll bet my wages, i'll wager that i'm filling the pages,

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Me im by my lonely

They say nothings ever free

Molested at eleven and she always reminiscing

I don't mean to be dramatic but i'm einstein filling

You see now that nigga lonely

But am i less holy

And i'm all that, hit the passenger door

I've been in here and i'm filling all em more

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Whenever i got a rhyme and feel lonely

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

Feeling lonely but im just simply trynna manage