This is a song about "Leaving the cla"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

After them sluts are thrashed call the next few up and bring em while these are leaving

It's the reality of leaving,

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

And i ain't worried bout a damn thang, with unconditional love

The science with hidden places n' government leaving clues and traces

It sorta becomes a cycle like hoes bleeding

Then i remember the day you told me you were leaving

And then he went leaving all of usin a total awe leaving behind the message that

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

We are leaving behind the presence of mind

You're my river runnin' high, run deep, run wild

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

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today