This is a song about "Left bench"

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

I cut my wrist and play piano cause i'm so depressed

My balance be so tight rope

That left ya without hope

Half your body laying on my chest

But he was lifeless, not a pulse left

Ran with the local crew and had a smoke or twoand i realize momma really paid the price

Put the glocks on the bench pull out the knife ur fear laden eyes widen u start begging for ur life

The day before is better than the present

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Gotta vent, lot of innocent lives lost on the project bench

I'll eat a rap for breakfast, fuckin wreck it then i burp and belch