This is a song about "I hang in my room"

I won't go out with my friends, instead i sit in my room and write poetry,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I brought my mother to the room and sat her in a chair.

Insecure as bitches blind dating with a pimple there

I was in my room hotel playing halo

Yeah, work, fuck you niggas, pay me though

Never thought my life would hang in the balance

Said that they tried to give him like a hundred years

Self made coming soon

Then we kicked in my room

Pass through, me and kid freestyle in my room,

You're starin as well cause you too were in tune

Monday in my room again

I got 800 invisible men

Half these niggas working now, they knocked it down, they're going back

I sit in my room with a pen and a notepad