This is a song about "Hopeless wanderer"

Look, i'm back like niggas on a bus

I may bury both, hopeless

At the stars, he feels hopeless sitting here alone so he beside to start heading home,

And mama made miracles every thanksgivin'but now the road got rough, you're alone

Choking now bowflex hopeless, coward

Look, cole world, still a cold world

But when he discovered he was hopeless he gathered his things,

You're on the verge of squealingbitch made catching feelings

Left hopeless in a car about to stall

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

These fuckin hopeless slits

But i don’t mean top 40 hits

Didn't notice that she was hopeless

And i can't help but notice