This is a song about "Lonely with my love"

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

I hate my design but roll with the love

Told my niggas, aye i'm finna put the ville on the map

Still standin' and in love with my pride heard frivolous beats, we past that

Hopin' that my niggas see

Me im by my lonely

Me im by my lonely

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

I fucked my fear and finally said her with my plale face that "i love you".

And what remains from a twelve gauge to the brainarguements with my boo is true

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

Lonely fantasy i've had it, with o'zone and gravity

But girl you’re special like i met you in the slow class

Sticking my dick in a purse, cuz i love fucking with cash