This is a song about "Leaving me outside"

Way pretty on the outside

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

Is slowly fucking leaving me

That's the way, you can move it baby

Then i remember the day you told me you were leaving

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

Leaving a pollution of cannabis behind me,

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

Unqualified, you should stay outside

Cause another innocent died

And what ya cook like

In the face of the outside.

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix

Bitches lining up lines snortin like its a banquet, so high bitches leaving me babies in baskets,