This is a song about "Leaving me outside"

Fear touching the bones leaving me pale almost inorganic/

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

Working day or night

Way pretty on the outside

Leaving her behind i admit left me wishing i would die.

Die motherfuckin die, hope yo' ass fry, don't ask why

Best start begin living dreams before it starts leaving me

It ain't personalstrictly business, baby

Between the battle starting, and me leaving the whole place

'til i pull that wallet out and wa-wave it in her face

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

I remember the day you told me you were leaving

Me and my dogs we on the same flight

In the face of the outside.