This is a song about "Departure"

Quit touching, we ain't hugging.

Let my angel sing

You, you, you have to pay for that

If you gon quit nigga just quit

Quit acting like ya spitting,

Called it an ep, they said i’m tripping

Cuz you f-frontin and f-fakin its just plain wrong

Like justin timberlake, you're dead and gone

His only escape for his fuckin pops split,

I call that insecure, sh-sh-shawty think she all that

You can find me at the exit, you're right, my left

My levis, they 501, my snapback is hella bent

Sometimes i wanna escape from this block,

She's a white vegetarian, i'll get this blonde cock