This is a song about "Mikey leaving to ireland"

Leaving your gore to pore, hoe u ain't winning so stop being ambitious

And we way too young to know love, maybe not but we don't need no rush

Hey hey, you got me feeling like the greatest

Leaving them feeling weakless and chilled

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

I got out of the deep end and said to her that i was leaving

Why would i worry? i am forever blessed

We're leaving the old mess and moving on to the next

It feels good putting money in your mailboxi love paying rent when the rent's due

My rhymes are speedy and steamy so hot itll evaporate leaving you to

So yall people best be leaving

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

To the point of leaving battlefield barren like repeated droughts

I step through the stomach, replace the baby with some fucking pounds

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

I'm just trynna be like mikey.