This is a song about "Leaving"

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

Catch us smokin’ that quik trip

You're trying to raise 2 bad kids on your ownand there's no way i can pay you back

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

Leaving all this behind

Pay my haters not too much mind

Boy, i’m doin’ my damn thing

So we just kept leaving

Leaving everyone just star-struck in awe

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

Bun b, i’m underground king

So yall people best be leaving

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

And if you get shot get help cause im leaving

Leaving you body nothing but a lifeless carcass

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus