This is a song about "Falling leaves"

Never knew why i was falling

With the piece that kel was rocking

The engine in back of my car

He leaves a deliberate scar

I sweat no bitches just sweat out weaves

That grow those damned trees, blood on the leaves

Nobody to catch me im free falling

Put a little twist in her hips cause i'm watching

Become a coach designer of body bags and coca leaves

Ambitious girl, you just wanna win, and you'd rather chase your dreams

Shit i'm now free falling

Straight g thing, double m g thing

After your hoes leave the jets' hangout

Disagreements and falling out,

At least not until my mom leaves

So fuck it, i'm platinum in the streets