This is a song about "Left"

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

So check the verse miss. i ain't say i'm perfect

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

And i'm left for the corrections,

Kill 'em all, o.f. is what i represent

That was good shit, is there any left

You haven't flowered loco

Never to the left i go

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Your best sentence was doing your bid

She knows you masturbate left handed

Buy a chick a new bag when she taste good

Promises that had us left assured

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced