This is a song about "Im alone in this world"

So don't follow me home

I'm doing this shit alone

After im done sorry hun gotta go run, now im in one with the world

My turf, strong nerve, never on the reverse, stay rehearsed or cursed,

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

He's alone in this uphill climb (like miley)

Not much shit in this world to amuse

Yesterday's paper, that's why you old news

You know what i'm saying

That this world is mine, im the king

One shot make a nigga's heartbeat stop

In this world we walk hot, stand atop,

Then there's me, alone, sick an sinful, about to show the world my ripple with this pistol

Disorders and generate horror within' recorders. i'm at my peak, my lyrical

I'm doing this shit alone

They blowing up my phone