This is a song about "Left us in a gutter"

Trip, and then you never snitch

Maybe i left her in a ditch

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Dark past not but me in the gutter

Left hopeless in a car about to stall

I'm the prototype with a godly protocol

And just left her in a ditch

Rack rack city bitch

Left the keys in the van, with a gat in each hand

Anti-violent...stylin, lyrically inclined and

So i had no problem when i left em in a ditch

Double s shit, swastikas on the letterman, bitch

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Put the lotion on the skin, in the acid, in the gutter,

You left in a bind baby sis crying

Get loose like a jew when i do rhyming