This is a song about "Janai why u leaving me"

See you gotta get high or die, cause even thugs cry

Leaving her behind i admit left me wishing i would die.

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

U know u r a bitch then why to be sorry

Please boo what's your size crazy

Is slowly fucking leaving me

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see

Leaving a pollution of cannabis behind me,

Once mr. woods was all good, now a nigga only

Best start begin living dreams before it starts leaving me

And thats why u seen me all over ya bae, nigga

Bll clinton pimping, always with a monica

Dj turn me up, ladies this your jam

U still think why u dont have any fan