This is a song about "Mom leaving"

This should be illegal man

Can't tell mom the same thang

Bun b, i’m underground king

So yall people best be leaving

Leaving them feeling weakless and chilled

Gotta keep at it, gotta stay focused

My mom gave me two selections

Cause we been off them slave ships

But did you think about your mom,

And i'mma show you how the south was won

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Leaving embers of relief and remembrance

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

Young money motherfucker we the shit

Inhale my color purple

Cause i'm leaving people