This is a song about "Someone leaving"

Escobar season begins, so let the semis ring

And if you get shot get help cause im leaving

So yall people best be leaving

Someway, somehow nigga feeling

You got to have your game tight

Leaving them to die in spite

Leaving everyone just star-struck in awe

To liberate yourself, africa

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

See people to be leaving the cold medina

So yall people best be leaving

About the way i'm feeling

And everything is purple

Cause i'm leaving people

Mamasita mamasita, why you leaving again

Everybody know me like the contra code for extra men