This is a song about "Nobody"

Nobody wants to compromise

Fresh ass mike's, my rollie on ice

My sim card's the bomb

Nobody to lean on

And nobody wants ta

I ain't mad at cha

Real street nigga, ain’t no clone

Nobody is going home

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Never asked nobody for shit

And i can't help but notice

Nobody to loan us

That's where i hound your wife, she see the 4 pounds of ice

And nobody talks to him and nobody tries

And there's nobody to say goodbye

Drinks in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly