This is a song about "She was gone"

Yeah you thought she was rich

I'm not a but i'm the bitch

When i turned my head, to the emptiness, my treasure was gone

She told me that the radio's been playing the same song all day long

She was hit in the crash as she was passing i'm gasping

Fuck you post-drake-ass cliche-jerking, la-slauson rapping

I'm trying to figure out what's going on,before i could reach her she was gone

But i'm losin' all my motherfuckin' friends.. damn!they should've shot me when i was born

And then i'll lay you down and record soft porn

Now yu alone cuz she gone, no time to grieve or mourn,

Killer escaping, gone, but she said it was would be ok

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

Well its done. its over. my wife is gone, she died.

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side