This is a song about "Leaving"

Lady at the frank stand will

Cause i'm leaving people

Might as well, mix it up. im a fashion whore

Genious brilliance core,leaving screaming for more,

Leaving everyone just star-struck in awe

Ok i’m wale but you can call me nada

Leaving you curious about your cheerios

I'm chasing money, not the liquor, y'all ain't even close

Is slowly fucking leaving me

I got bigger problems baby

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Real nigga, that's just how i'm built

Leaving them feeling weakless and chilled

And then he went leaving all of usin a total awe leaving behind the message that

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back