This is a song about "Leaves"

You'll never make peace when i slam it, peace leaves ya,

Our history that they stole, africa

Ain't tryin to be your god, just want to live my dreams

To write motivated until the adrenaline leaves

To write motivated until the adrenaline leaves

She like me from that no hands but i'mma need her to use no teeth

An emotional bruisin' that leaves you to yourself in seclusion

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Can't imagine what i'll do when michael leaves this home.

Then you get mad when he leaves you

Raised by a momma who, who

I know just what you need nigga that know when to leave

The burning flesh and twisted mouth and blood on the leaves,

Conspiracy theories, illuminati leaves the rest to die,

So you she would hide cause she thought of me as a typical guy