This is a song about "Left me for dead"

Guess it's something like your girl, nigga it ain't came yet

Now youve cut me open and left me for dead

Your father left you for another

And while i’m in your mother

She wasn't weak, but was left for dead in the streets that they drove her down

Untouchable soundniggas hide like hoes when we hit your town

For this long, i've heeded to needs of the seedy, the greedy, left me in a rage

More like the mixtape presidentbarack o'drama!it was definitely time for change

Dispensing ends and getting meds to fix the mess you left for dead

And i'm somali so i guess i'm just tryna eat bread

Not a click i click with the bitch clicks me left me with my dead trees wilted new industry

I wake up at the slightest peep, and my sheets are 3 feet deepi guess it's hard for you to see

I can give your complete death, but i left you just half dead

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get