This is a song about "Fathers leaving"

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Never wanted so bad for 2pac to be alive

Fathers and brothers gritty dimple smiles

So we just kept leaving

Let my angel sing

Leaving them feeling weakless and chilled

I know it hurt but life's not perfect

Leaving them to die in spite

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

On this path im leaving ash

Baby, you got that super bass

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

Or who did, cause i did