This is a song about "A girl leaving"

Ill end this idiots words by leaving a knife in his throat.

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Sitting on the couch, that was my uncle bobby

Head rush, a feel like your leaving your body

Leaving u mark'd out wit ya toe'z bunch'd in a tag

While i am poppin' like a snappin' crack

And he, what's his name, earl

Messing with love hit a new girl

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

Little girl for a big boy,

I like a chick wit big breasts on her chest

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.