This is a song about "Sit here on my phone in my room all alone"

Drink whatever's left, kill the pussy, tombstone

My mother walkin' in, saw i was on my phone

Solitude but not all alone speaking to people on the phone

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

Yea, dc boy today i'm out the stadium with dollars

Sitting in the room, on the phone, cooking up orders

So i sit here in my room unsigned, waiting for the stars to align on my dream,

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Then we kicked in my room

Won't run out anytime soon

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Then we kicked in my room

I won't go out with my friends, instead i sit in my room and write poetry,

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see