This is a song about "Filling lonely ntosh"

Now im killin myself slowely, and lonely,

If you don’t recognize, you gon’ see

She look sweet enough to make a nigga need a filling

On the road to riches this is the fork i'm hitting

And i'm right behind him in a coupe that we drive

Youre just filling up my lines,my rhymes

But i'm sitting here downing beers simply just wishing

She hops straight on my dick like she needs filling,

Bitch, don't mess this up for yourself

Im feeling so lonely only myself

Me im by my lonely

What them tippers don't see

The one you rode when ya got lonely,

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Happy sadness lonely

Let me rideuntil i get free