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

You cowardly-hearted, you couldn't make it on your own

Calling bitches up on my cellular phone,

I know i ain’t perfect, i’m out here working for the throne

Solitude but not all alone speaking to people on the phone

So i'll sit here in purgatory, waiting for my morning glory,

Nigga so focused, shout out that ? a quarter six forty

So here i am at the store for some chips

I sit in my room and curse the heavens

Then we kicked in my room

Self made coming soon

And one day you're gone grow to be a rolling stone

Everyday calling my mom on her cellular phone.

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