This is a song about "Cant leave"

I swear they think i'm crazy

You cant reach me, you cant teach me,

Then i bet he be cracked

Third world, else hell bomb ya, why cant

Then you just gonna pack up and leave

Rideright back to the movies

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

You cant run you cant hide , they find you and detach you

That'll do anything that i please

I'm a eat, burp, and leave.

One last thing before y'all leave.

And ya'll don't know no beef

4-3... yea, remember that please

And then i fucking leave

I cant fix i cant glue it

With g's in my pocket