This is a song about "My sad lonely life"

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

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

Lil sad tho cus my dad kno i don't smoke

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

My papa saw that sad anger wire

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

You're lonely and depressed you need a thug in your life

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

I'm over sitting in my room, with a sad frown.

Smile on my face, tears of a sad clown

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Expanding minds, spitting by my lonely cause my team well it died. but yet i rise

Its sad that the fact is this schwags my only friend

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

My lonely days, i only stayed short, then i graduated,

Where we can drink liquor and no one bickers over trick shit