This is a song about "Im leavin my neighbour"

Sip, leavin no drop in the cup i wonder when

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Now i got peace and i'm leavin the rest.

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

You know the common statistic inspired by hoop dreams

Leavin’ cops shot, i wish people would get off the streets,

Word to lethargy hardly will i ever lie

I chew rhyme's, eat em, i'm leavin em with a brusied eye

That’s like a complacent atheist is asking for jesus

While real lyricists die off, leavin' nothin' but emptiness,

So agressive they were, they'd diss you, leavin' you wit' a mark//

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art