Lonely

It's a waterfall of rain, I can talk about the tears, but does that really deal with the

Pain you got inside

I can hog the ball from a steal, but does that really deal with the range I got outside

The arc

There was a bird with a plant from the start, he was on the green, how you gonna rant When

I looked up to the stars

I seen who don't pick up their pants

Dart straight to the esophagus, you said you don't know how, but I know you can

And no one's stopping this, but I got his hand, I'm making jams

Father, father, father, they in fights and fright, I wanna take flight, but don't know