This is a song about "Broken down left behind"

I got a lot on my mind

This little girl that got left behind

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Cross left cross right, now dribble down the paint

And the dreams you left behind you didn’t need them

Given her the tlc i'll never creep then

Leaving her behind i admit left me wishing i would die.

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy

Broken beyond repair,

Throw your money in the air

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

She wasn't weak, but was left for dead in the streets that they drove her down

So i'mma push it to the end and take quarters on shots

Call me michael vick i go down behind my dogs

Now i left my "competition" drowning behind

Cuz when the press get this verse, their sure to press rewind