This is a song about "Sad and alone"

My god come before this bread

And think alone in my head

I woulda done anything for my own

And i don't like walking all alone,

And once he's gone, the nasty realization that i'm all alone.

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

My heart breaks and its torn im left standing alone

Whining and complaining about when you coming home

That's boa, see that's my set

And think alone in my head

And too me that's whats so damn sad

But they ain't for rat tat tat-tat tat

And i'm here for you if you ever feelin sad

If that, the rest of you niggas get lapped, i sit back

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Eleven years old and left all alone.