This is a song about "Get lit get loc d and remain left"

You fucking hoe, wanna get left in hallways?

Goin’ for the grips every day ’til the grave

And what’s worse is before this, i had worshiped you

Go left or get killed wit a chainsaw ripping through

And get it again and again

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

Left to right three for put back tree sinner whistle get her kennel

Outside of popeyes eating chicken and fries

I dont get it lit, why jeopardize my life to the size

Treads get left upon heads as legs are leaving ur saab.

Your enemies was the prey and now you pray to god

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

My mission to split a spliff, so i lit it quick, and still i get it,

And i don't know no triple h, but this is all about the game

Dont start that beefing, will i get to releasing? or just remain the same/