This is a song about "Leave her"

As: and while you’re in my mother

Drop her, pick her up and tomahawk her/

I ain’t saying that i’m finished

She leave her hair in the sink

She can't be my mother

I don't expect you to leave her

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

So that you will never argue, screech, till you brawl and leave, her to crawl on knees

And then i fucking leave

We can make more, make babies

Then leave her dead body in the woods

I flash smiles at the mean looks

Got tired of running from the police

Then you just gonna pack up and leave