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

I've been locked in my room getting faded

All these little dreams you got, they're not shit

Behind bars i sit, in my room i sit

I was born back, wolf pack, nigga fuck that

The beer flowin' like water, louie bag with the prada

Locked in my room yeah, but i got some plans momma

Blood, sweat, and tears, it’ll be on your local walmart rack, soon

I have visions of demons lurking around in my room,

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

So i sit here in my room unsigned, waiting for the stars to align on my dream,

Now i hang my head in shame

Your man wale in his own damn lane

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

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

Never thought my life would hang in the balance

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its