This is a song about "Nothing is left"

Balling in herrrrrrre let-let-let-let it fly

Your family is left wondering why

The hard part is over, nothing left to see

Knowing you can no longer party

Great sex, she ain't slept, she can't rest tomorrows that big test

And when there's nothing left to pass, we might pass to the left

Wake up, move on. nothing left to say

Then some lady named billie holiday

And all the shit you went through

Until there's nothing left of you

Gettin' highwhite boys done wrecked their shittryin to check my ride

From the honey to money with nothing comforting left in sight

Working hard for our families till theirs nothing left in our lungs

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

When she left me my heart was empty nothing pure

Nigga had the fucking nerve to call me immature