This is a song about "Left boob"

Aw man, it's been a ride

Im being pulled left and right

Your family is left wondering why

Living in jail, this is hell, enemies die

Yeah, look here thorunnin wild

All the people you left behind.

That remix flow, mocco bread, pg though

Never to the left i go

Look, just remember how that winning taste

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced

Right now using my left brain

Balling, but it’s not a game

I get it crackin' like the lips of a nigger, actor

On the ceiling after a boob shoot of the milf of my pastor

His ego left bloated

I'm on my own shit