This is a song about "No one listening"

Roses by the dozen, everyday i'm hustling

No responsibilities for me listening

Call me lazy, i ain't your baby

No one, no one is iller than me.

But i think i like that, just maybe

No-one there to console me.

I became no one is ever

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

As a youngster no one around

I go, in when i start putting words out

No one else believes it,

In the midst of a fire pit

Look inside my closet

No one could reject it

No one likes being lied to.

I'm after you bringing traffic through