Alone King Iso (Ft. Twisted Insane)

[Intro: ISO]
This shit sound like uh...
You down to your last gram, right
And you just chilling on the front porch, homie
Brackin'

[Verse 1: ISO]
I be on the road doing dumb shows
Getting hella love, countin' up guap
But every time ISO gotta come home
My niggas hella ugly and love stops
Try and diagnose him but it's unknown
The feeling that I'm getting everyone watch
Sometimes I feel I really need to be alone
And when I'm all alone I be like, "Um... not"
But that's just my resort
If I could just resort my thoughts that I overlook
As I overlook an ocean while I'm at a resort
Then I could reverse all this remorse to sum it in three words
(Take a vacation)
And leave all of the fraud I see
Always be honest we all wanna get away from
The evil is regardless, we are the rebels
We are the kids y'all just think all are devils
Won't be long and meddle
Jail beds with a camera over our heads
Eating meds all day and y'all think all are settled
I recall the days I would wreak all the havoc
Don't be shooting me wrong it be on the ghetto
It seem like my angels and demons agreed on it
Me mentally on my seesaw was level
(Damn)