This is a song about "Being left behind"

Bail was a quarter mill, they put me in a box

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

"know you'll always be left behind until you grow a spine."

Hardest spittin’ mothafucka this side of the line

That you aren't behind me,

It's crazy, bitches throwing they pussy

We killin shows out in london like i'm on my grind

"got better view than imax, fucking your behind"

Pay my haters not too much mind

Always think first leave no one behind

Im being pulled left and right

Show me that it's alright

Cause i’m back on my grind

And the hugs from behind

But man, dig deeper and shovel something behind

I like to see where she been and i’ll be deep in her mind