This is a song about "Going seperate ways"

I thought i was out atlanta, but god damn i'm outta space

Not now/ not here/ this isnt where we go our seperate ways

Dear god, can you forgive my selfish ways?

Yeah that girl is thick, top heavy for days

But i know i see better days

All the the errors of our ways,

How do i get out, what ways where, what ways home

The kings get killed very least overthrown

Where the wave, show me the ways,

See money talk and these days

I grabbed the ak, my homie took the 12 gauge

Book of life but we on a seperate page

You know the story, fuck questions, i grew up different ways,

Hear these critics talking now, when i see'em open face