This is a song about "Dont leave"

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Leave your will on this napkin

Eyes all stickin' like honey on bees

Then you just gonna pack up and leave

And all my childhood memories

And then i fucking leave

You can search but you'll never find

I leave you feeling hypnotized

Fight the master and leave,

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

That'd leave my family scarred,

A working genius, a work of art

Imaginary friends at a foster home and leave u with the blues. u prolly don't

Wielding a potato at that the end of the rainbow with a pot o' gold

Leave ya rancid, we advance and

Lean like the side of the shoe on a giant