This is a song about "Foster cate alone depressed sad lonly strong pain struggle help cry night gubs streets"

You were the person i needed that would help me when i'd cry

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try

Say what you want i'm immature like roger go home

Every night were not togethor i feel alone,

Suffering and pain is what keeps me awake at night

What it means to know your momma or your father on that pipe

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Got no help from no one i work alone.

But if i die tonight

Patroling the streets at night,

Mothers heads tucked in, day and night they'll cry/

So let me tell you about this guy

Snapple fact: you rather wack

But now u just sad so don't cry back

Stare into my eyes and you will see,years of pain struggle and misery

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see