This is a song about "Solitary"

Wouldn't it be nice if the banks didn't fuck up the loans

It's 6 am, i'm solitary, calling with pay phones

It's like i'm stuck in solitary confinement

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

I have people all around, i live in solitary.

The oil-like solution dropped in solitary, so my right ear felt, very heavy

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

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

I turned the life of solitary from lasting while to momentary