This is a song about "Leaving the cla"

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

To the point of leaving battlefield barren like repeated droughts

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

And leaving the game is basically pain inflicting

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

With a home girl, best friend, lover, all that

Just leaving my family out in the long haul

Maybe later on i'll give you a phone call

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

And i promised myself i wouldn't tell you this shit today

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

America's mirror, making it in pelican's tare, reaping the shallow, leaving the

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son

I'm smoking all the trees.....and i ain't leaving any oxygen

Homie, if it was me, you'd do the shit for mehomie, i can remember scrappin' back to back

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