This is a song about "Leaving germany"

Leaving them to die in spite

I'm feeling like things gon' be alright

So yall people best be leaving

And how it feels to feel that feeling

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

See people to be leaving the cold medina

Leaving them feeling weakless and chilled

You the party baby i'm just the guest list

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

Leaving you curious about your cheerios

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

Get the zippo and spark the shit

Leaving embers of relief and remembrance

Different stage, switching paces like i'm shifting strings

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Ain't leaving till you retreat