This is a song about "Leaving germany"

It's the reality of leaving,

And my only fear's a wedding ring

So we just kept leaving

Bun b, i’m underground king

In other words think like germany kill your competition,

I ain't bitter my nigga, i respect your position

Light skinned women, all sex everything

So yall people best be leaving

30 chains on, bet the light work

Leaving deaths unanswered.

Leaving god undefeated

10th grade, eyes red as shit

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

Start the applause, a rebel soul lifted

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Wrecking and leaving em, it's unbelievable/