This is a song about "Leaving a boy"

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

A name with a vision boy called aspect,

Leaving u mark'd out wit ya toe'z bunch'd in a tag

Your bitch is the type of bitch that's gonna do you bad

Ain't like my job or guys i employ

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

I need a little room

A boy taken for a goon

And then along came the wrong man for her

Paper boy make you a believer

I would gasol you niggas, but i'm in no position

Staring from the mirror leaving my head in a spin

The world's too much for the soul to enjoy

All the kids say i’m a bad boy

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Leaving you body nothing but a lifeless carcass