This is a song about "Lonely"

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Every night spent lonely, no memories worth holding,

My dip gang man, the peeps that'll ride

Nother cold dark lonely on the road night,

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three

And my grip told me it was lonely

Before i met you, i was a lonely book

Skinny jeans, but a nigger still hood

I'm on my deen inshallah, i'mma get 'er right

Lonely white surbanite, welcome to your greatest fight

Must be something you want me to see

Now im killin myself slowely, and lonely,

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

Feeling lonely but im just simply trynna manage

If your not with me, the world seems so lonely

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