This is a song about "Lonely mess"

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Me im by my lonely

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

The one you rode when ya got lonely,

Me im by my lonely

But make sure if they do see

And my grip told me it was lonely

Once as a slave who imagined being free

But you can't trash a mess

I'm hoping i confess

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

If your not with me, the world seems so lonely

But am i less holy

Me im by my lonely

I won't be lonely ever again

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then