This is a song about "Leaving earth"

Im walking hell, living on earth,

Um tom frazier, new lebron haters

Yeah, uh, where's the love for the sixteen writers

Hes rasin hell and pullin heaven to earth

Wide eyed when im leaving

In my drawsring, ring, ring

But still has the perverse to coerce the earth

Where my soldiers at, no longer drug dealers

And skinny jeans ain't quite the lick

Leaving god undefeated

Backwoods don’t do papers, that was just for my haters

Sat on the curb, since birth, my mental issue is earth,

Shaved of the face of the earth

Know just what you worth

Treble like the radio cause everything was fair play

She never complained once about her leaving the earth in this way.