This is a song about "Falling leaves"

Disagreements and falling out,

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

Nobody to catch me im free falling

You get close but no cigar

He leaves a deliberate scar

I'm why baby mommas leave

That grow those damned trees, blood on the leaves

Never knew why i was falling

I was born to do the damn thing

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

Never knew why i was falling

Little more weed, first class seats

Cystals dripping off a purple leaves

I sweat no bitches just sweat out weaves

At least not until my mom leaves