This is a song about "Logic and lonely"

Im just a lonely under achiever who wreaks of weed and low self esteem

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Ready to watch? i'm a slip it in the tape deck

With gin and tonic, the grim logic, we're racist against,

The lonely ocean sings and the wind sucks the warming air thin,

I'm trynna make a couple million off my ambition

Making his own fucking beats, covers, videos and all that shit

My only faith is philharmonic, mixed with logic

Probably sitting there so lonely with a neckbeard and a mountain dew

It's something you provide that make me want to get inside you

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

I'm that nigga blessed with the knowledge and logic that psychics own

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

I don't like y'all rap topics and y'all rap logic,