This is a song about "Left on ope"

Concussions left depressions on the sides of separate temples/

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

An when the world ends...ill be the only left on it,

Eyes wide, ears open like you on a doctor's visit

Life has put her to the test

'till there's nothin' left.

I stepped on the stage raving, and left the place vacant,

Drunk white girls the only way i'll get my dick sucked

Take the exit, the nearest left

Never ever pay rent

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Cause the more intelligent part of you was left to dry on the bed,

Banging my flag on left side,be repping that west side,thats that best side

Niggas diewhen they try to infiltrate my crewwe never hide, we ride

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

Then you left marks on my life i cant erase,