This is a song about "Left her"

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

The blacks kill blacks for a crack of respect

Know i just call it head phone

You shouldnt of left her alone

When i’m looking in the mirror

Drop her, pick her up and tomahawk her/

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Her mother deftly left the room,

Never ever pay rent

With the rest who are left

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

Take the exit, the nearest left

Left with your bitch, you can call her stolen

So next time i come, i'll bring you one

So, with that, we need us a plan, respect

I'm still confused about why you left