This is a song about "Leaving with out a goodbye"

We will see a new day, and say goodbye to our sorrows

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Leaving u mark'd out wit ya toe'z bunch'd in a tag

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

With synthetics and leaving behind a trail of prosthetics and medics

Lets go to a new, brand world and say goodbye

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

My dough in flipmode, what up to busta rhymes

Just know that you'll be leaving with butterflies

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

So, i'm leaving you with a brand like your name was russell.

Majors misbehaving i'mma have to take it digital

Leaving you in phycosis with my lyrical hypnosis.

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush