This is a song about "The lonley"

In the coupe with the tec, it's the home of the brave

Keep yo' head up and try to keep the faith

Sorry i'm so demanding, sick of dancing back to mansion and

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Yeahpour out a little liquor for your homies nigga

Put the grants in the safe, 'cause we spending the jacksons, the

Your a shell of a mani lost respect for you nigga

So call the coroner or the mortician for the the

I say "stay", she wanna leave

Thinkin of the the dreams

And to my soldiers rocking green in the country

The good comes with the bad, the bad with the ugly

Endless the days, forever the nights,

Wale they call me tiger stripes

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.

Huh, a metaphor of course