This is a song about "Left me"

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Michael i love you with everything that i have left in me,

And im still a teen genius, that part of me never left

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Then some lady named billie holiday

If you left me i wouldn't know what say,

Take a couple bits, bitch kibbles, bitch i gotta riddle

Life's difficult, my issues have left me analytical.

Let's roll a j and pretend we in love

The things i cherished killed me and left me airless

But then you went and ditched me, you fucking left the city

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Every other thing smothers me, gutting me from left to right

Til my faith start responding, and if i get no answer, just know i tried

Your wrists don't glist, get the pots out baby

No matter what i'm gonna give whats left in me