This is a song about "No longer together"

Im stuck in reality im no longer dreaming

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

If you feel it, it must be real just

Like i'm no longer imprisoned,

Im no longer alive with out you,

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

Bird gangs, it was birds i flew

I'm no longer on board with you

If i die before i wake

You no longer irate,

For no longer am i scared,

Beach on the weekend

I'm feeling better and no longer blue.

Real recognize real, real women dont know you

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Can no longer say things privately,