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

Every night were not togethor i feel alone,

Come on girl, close your eyes pretend that your home

Go on the dark streets alone never look back.

Fuck what them niggas saying i hit whoever at bat

Have a toast for tha homiessee we both gotta die

Alone again in a broken home, but only the weak cry

A man drove through the streets 3 oclock at night

Vertebrae snapped, gats...huh, i swerve em right

I don't need to see their faces when i've finally blown,

And, i'm sad and alone praying and wishing for my nigga to come home

Where u will tear and cry and shout but no one will help u

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

If you from the streets i feel your pain

Can't control the box, you are no mills lane

Hold my tears i tried my best

Clinically depressed,