This is a song about "Pete and mac leaving party"

While theese rappers just sit around and party, they're jobless

And if my record never break, i still won’t break my promise

But don't expect a ring if you committed to the hustle

Wrecking and leaving em, it's unbelievable/

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Leaving him eight hundred and forty pounds heavy,

But i still wanna party and get fucked up

Man up girl nigga, i don't give a fuck

Every visit to neimans, i swear don't even see a tag

She got a nice swag, and the apple bottom like that apple like mac

And leaving the game is basically pain inflicting

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

And then he went leaving all of usin a total awe leaving behind the message that