This is a song about "Don t leave"

Said i'm bad motherfucker from the w e s t

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

All you heard is aye-pext don t hit me no more/

And it's you, can't even front i press ignore

Depressed for years they still don`t know what i feel

Phone home shawty you know you a brother out of here

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

Tell these people something they don`t know about me

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

Leaving a jaw in awe unable t-t-t-to comment.

Of the vhs especially during sex baby

I’m tryna be low key to keep my self out of t

Until the end if time

Your raps don"t even rhyme!

E to the t, r-o-i then add another t

We the 93 chicago bulls baby