This is a song about "Things left unsaid"

They say he the key to my blessings

Cause real niggas do real things

Spitting things inefficiently?

Now i can draw your face up pretty

Yeah, i tossed out all my ex's things

While scheming on hits

Take away what ever's left

Hold my tears i tried my best

Open vagina: put ya legs behind ya head

Now everything, i dont say be left unsaid,

I only got four minutes

Realising that world leans on things

Fights break out because of the little things

The dilemma is, you think i got no conscience

The .45 for you niggas with nine lives

Chattering bring back other things