Hello yeah, Lil homie in the room, in, in the room boy, on the moon No one to hang out with, talk that shit to Just my little homies one year younger they aint get where I was goin Took a turn for the worst when my father left me lonely Lonely in my room I, I mean me up on the moon Entertain myself laugh at myself As I grew to be a teen, I disguised myself Had the lowest self esteem especially with the girls Tried every sport just to impress all the girls Instead of all the ladies cause they talk down I was too artsy known to be a clown Now my facebook poppin cause I told the same girls I would be the hot shit one day
CHORUS:
This will be my world I told you so&
VERSE 2:
Big homie made the move made, made the move Flew off the moon No one to hang out with talk that shit to, just my Brooklyn niggas All I would wonder is when will my time come Had mad jobs and I lost them all of them Thinkin bout Lyrics is being cut in the unregistered version