This is a song about "Autumn leaves"

Straight up fuck all y’all nigga's talking about that nigga changed shit

Several hundred roses for the dozens bullets leaves you in the casket,

To write motivated until the adrenaline leaves

This is not somethin that i wrote for tha queens

When you rapping how you rapping, bitches pack up and leave

To write motivated until the adrenaline leaves

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

And i got blown like the leaves on the trees is,

Gotta be something for me write this

Take you out kentland and show you a zoo

Then you get mad when he leaves you

Stuck in a permanent autumn, mind a place of sodom

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

And murder leaves no retribution

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win