This is a song about "Left behind"

Remember when i used to call you on your phone line

"know you'll always be left behind until you grow a spine."

Den i tell that ho ain't no coming back

They'll be left behind, underline that/

Couple of ‘em dimes, but all my hoes is hard to find

Now i left my "competition" drowning behind

"you out ya mind," nah, you don't know what's in my mind

But man, dig deeper and shovel something behind

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Fathers who have left leaving mothers or behind bars,

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Who's behind the man behind the curtain? foxy

Good help is hard to find

To leave this life behind

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

Humanty hiding behind the aggression,