This is a song about "Nothing is left"

Nothing left of me to be distinguished

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Motherfuckin o.groll up in the club and shit, is that right

From the honey to money with nothing comforting left in sight

Mama ain't raise no fool, true

Until there's nothing left of you

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though

Nothing is ever fast or nothing ever slow

But instead i'm stuck under covers, nothing left but to smolder

Simply give me a beat, i guarantee i’ll make a hater move over

Nothing is worth taking a life

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Even when i had nothing left to give i still plodded on,

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don