This is a song about "Table for one at a lonely caffe"

I'm just grateful there's a roof and food on the table

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

No one knows my struggle, they only see the trouble

I'll still be able to break a motha-fuckin' table

Whenever i got a rhyme and feel lonely

You a lady boss, now you fly free

I'ma rap deep you just talk burble i shot ma fiend off of me which instead made me much dull

Unstable motherfuckers,where else can you get a lapdance from an e.b.t card under the table

Hold on people one at a time

But check out how i roll mine

One at a time, they manhandled my flaws in bout

Don't second guess it girl there ain't nothing to think about

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

Where the fuck is he at? i'm lonely, he's probably cozy.