This is a song about "You aren t alone"

On my way back home

But you aren't alone,

Or michael vick if ya'll bark nigga ya'll through

When i'm alone, i'd rather be with you

Then the world ain't no trick no more

You don;t thin anymore

Hit towns with coke, a .45 blue as chrome

Don't you know enough to leave well enough alone?

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Then you stand against, turn on your homies, thrown ashore alone,

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

Ain t happenin!!! you bitches faker then 8 mannequins

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day camelittle latasha sho' grown

I am in the firecracker mode dont fuck wit me alone you fuckin wit me alone

You got burned now you walking home alone

I woulda done anything for my own