This is a song about "Being left on delivered"

Im being pulled left and right

I can smell it when i go outside

Swear a niggas draws be on some stupid neiman marcus shit

I'm opportunistic on lines like i'm just being realistic

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,

Prps cover my eight’s, uhh, lemme switch my pace

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

I was born rough, i left scars on my mothers pussy

Focusing on being what you wanted to be.

Last time i check, that was the biggest racist party

And his shit left on your pavement

If you feel it, it must be real just

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Being empty on the inside was his motivation.

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

Let's head home, being left alone got old, just want the days from way back