This is a song about "Lavender scented body wash stranded alone with dingos"

And i'm all alone, don't fuck with me in my zone,

Fuck the source, i'm on cover of rolling stone

Kills any body with just his pencil.

My jobs quite hard but see all of its mental

When i'm alone, i'd rather be with you

I'm after you bringing traffic through

I do it better with not 3, not 2, but all alone

And all these peasant motherfuckers take shots at the throne

My home girl told me i got an issue

When i'm alone, i'd rather be with you

Your body with a spike

Whether you wrong or you right

So tell me why are we at war

You will see a body wash up on shore

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

You broke my heart and left me stranded