This is a song about "Leaving"

So we just kept leaving

I was born to do the damn thing

And i been all around the world

Leaving deaths unanswered.

80 holes in your shirt, there: your own jamaican clothes

Leaving you curious about your cheerios

From curb surfingwe working the industry

Leaving me with no choice but to agree,

Living out of a homeless shit

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

On this path im leaving ash

How the fuck you wipe your ass

Leaving them to die in spite

Cause if you run the light

Walk with heat cause talk is cheap

Ain't leaving till you retreat