This is a song about "Lawyers rapist emails sociopath em forester room with a view"

I'm over sitting in my room, with a sad frown.

Pants get stone, we call it the breakdown

While i’m somewhere in the back, getting blowed like a blunt

Nothing elegant in a room with a big ass elephant

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

What it will take, i'm a rapist/

I need to be in room with a straight jacket

My tv stays on cartoon network, fuck that twilight shit

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

Fuck that kids a sociopath, but you showed me right from wrong

I'mma buy a summer house, with a rec room

Figure i would make the nba and make me a fortune

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.

I sit in my room with a pen and a notepad

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that