This is a song about "Left over pizza"

Over here, money over there

Cap heights, 1-2-4, landover, everywhere

I'm love stoned and i could swear

Over here, money over there

The flow's cold as a shoulder

Because the night it's almost over

I dont need no chains with no cross to know that i’m blessed

Never gotta wonder you're right, i left

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

A life full of nothingness, since you left over useless shit

Glad its almost over

Bitch i'm from the motor, motor

'till there's nothin' left.

Life has put her to the test

Smoking khaled, my weed the best

With the rest who are left