This is a song about "Hopeless wanderer"

So we sit like an hopeless soul with broken bones

If we ain't right and always at the throats

So now this work's been worthless

I may bury both, hopeless

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

1995 the future hopeless, im the last survivin poet

Didn't notice that she was hopeless

They getting deals with thier weak buzz

Under ya nose a rose grew with no sun at all

Left hopeless in a car about to stall

Not a villain, just a lost soul that is hopeless

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

We'll be the guiding light to the hopeless, i'm shining bright,

But this card i'm trickin' with got no limit right

Choking now bowflex hopeless, coward

I woke up screaming, fuck the world