This is a song about "Left out"

Left, right, left, i've just gotta keep walking.

Cut me off every time im talking

If people shit on you all your life and left you there out cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

But i won't rest till i'm givin my respect

I'm still confused about why you left

There you feel left out cause no one

Ross and folarin, couple women

The stares only come off as an odd one like i left the #even's out

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

I confessed bein' atheist, they said i was possessed

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

My insurrection: left rejected or disgraced

I'm using my tooth bait to get that bitches teeth paste

Just say he's the best

Take away what ever's left