This is a song about "Lone"

A lone armed soldier on a mission/

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

In earth, as it is in heaven

It is to be a lone gun/

And so be it, if i have to, then i'll make myself a lone star,

Flow retarded, i need to wipe the slob off of every bar

Mami told me son, hold your own

That we are not a lone

Yeah, i'm a lone wolf pack letting grannies ride me in red hoods

Check me i be jumping out the coupe, swagger through the roof

No fights for lone sniper, i tear up this mic,

You're fired and tired, you can't stay up like a limp dick

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

To my lane nevermind a waitertold me to make a wagerlike lone ranger,

Bamas surprised, deprived from attention

Lone tear rolls down and departs the chin.