This is a song about "Lonely"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

And my grip told me it was lonely

Feeling lonely but im just simply trynna manage

We skip right to fucking, they call you to do lunch

Me im by my lonely

Do it like tony

Happy sadness lonely

I reel them in, goadomes on see

But am i less holy

You got me blue and lonely

You see now that nigga lonely

No cadillac, no perms, you can't see

My pistol close in handconvinced this is my year

I've found myself lonely once again i fear

And i drop top off in a hot cold

So lonely and cold, respectable and bold.