This is a song about "Lonely choldren"

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

You see now that nigga lonely

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

I make a way for my people to see the light

With 80 racks in my pocket, nigga i go in all night

Lonely white surbanite, welcome to your greatest fight

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

If your not with me, the world seems so lonely

If your mind is on sex you must got esp then

I won't ever be lonely ever again

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

And my grip told me it was lonely

Me im by my lonely

My broad is a trophy

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,