This is a song about "Crusty left ballsack"

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

The day before is better than the present

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

With the rest who are left

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

Shut yo big fat crusty ignorant lips up and listen

Vizions blankets are crusty and white because he masturbates to my profile picture,

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Fine young man with an old man mind

All the people you left behind.

And ask me how was my night

Left her outta the limelight

Who real bitches check me out though

Never to the left i go